"You're quite mean," Emily smiled as she followed Demelza over to her bed and sat down, raising her eyebrows. "Oh, I know," she smiled. "I remember you being quite a bad girl," she said, crossing her legs beneath her as well as she could whilst attempting to retain her modesty- cross legged in a skirt didn't make it easy.
"So, y ou're going to have to get wet and soapy with a sponge and bucket, huh?" Emily asked. "That doesn't sound like a punishment to me-"
She gave up sitting cross legged and stretched them out in front of her.
"I haven't been up to much. Looking after my brother, you know, keeping him out of trouble. Maybe I should do the same for you?"