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square bedroom. Unfortunately, on the back-board some-
body had scribbled little sketches, and the initials, several
times repeated: C. S. R. This, however, afforded no clue un-
til she broke into the hut, and found one of your books, an
autobiography of the actress Judith, with your name, Con-
stance Stewart Reid, on the front page. After this, for some
days she went round loudly saying that my paramour was
no less a person than Lady Chatterley herself. The news
came at last to the rector, Mr Burroughs, and to Sir Clifford.
They then proceeded to take legal steps against my liege lady,
who for her part disappeared, having always had a mortal
fear of the police.
Sir Clifford asked to see me, so I went to him. He talked
around things and seemed annoyed with me. Then he asked
if I knew that even her ladyship’s name had been mentioned.
I said I never listened to scandal, and was surprised to hear
this bit from Sir Clifford himself. He said, of course it was
a great insult, and I told him there was Queen Mary on
a calendar in the scullery, no doubt because Her Majesty
formed part of my harem. But he didn’t appreciate the sar-
casm. He as good as told me I was a disreputable character
also walked about with my breeches’ buttons undone, and
I as good as told him he’d nothing to unbutton anyhow, so
he gave me the sack, and I leave on Saturday week, and the
place thereof shall know me no more.
I shall go to London, and my old landlady, Mrs Inger, 17
Coburg Square, will either give me a room or will find one
for me.
Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re