10 January

Feigned a headache today in order to stay in bed and then ran like the wind all the way to the barn. Or rather, I would have, except I got rather faint and had to loosen my corset. Drat! But I am *so* lucky that I did, because had I not, I would certainly have been intercepted by Miss Prism, who was on a stroll with Dr. Chasuble, though strangely, they were somewhat off the path, actually. I hid behind the elm until they had passed. Then to Peter who was *very* affectionate indeed until I chastized him for asking to see my undergarments. Then went all sullen again. Oh dear, he is so *very attractive* when he sulks! But really, I don't know what interest my undergarments could hold for him. He can touch, but he cannot look. That would be wrong.