"I will not calm down! And what's more Susan, I will not be told to calm down in my own house!"She rocked back in the sofa, his outburst obviously sta...tling her.He paced the floor in front of the gas fire, his brows deep in a combination of anger and worry. Susan, his sister-in-law, had been living with them for three months, and the first time his wife is out of town, something like this happens. The last thing his wife Corryn had asked him to do, was 'keep an eye on my baby sister'."You come. Again she was wearing the long, wide-skirted floral dress, and she pulled it up to her knees, a motion I thought she regarded as rather bold. “So tell me about the other places you’ve lived in England,” I said, just to get the conversation going. She spoke at length about churches and congregations and wardens and their wives “You must think I’m terribly boring,” she said at last. “Never really seen or done much.” “Well,” I said, the cocktail loosening my tongue and perhaps letting off the. “I am looking for my cousin. I told him to wait while Daddy bought me an ice cream and after we finished or he finished anyway,” she looked scornfully at the older man who was trying not to look like a total pervert for standing with a teenage girl. He looked like Magnum PI without the thick mustache. The older man she was with was wearing a Hawaiin shirt with white pleated shorts like he had money. He put his hands in his pockets, awkwardly and tried to distance himself slightly from the. ) Then she'd dressed in her most conservative outfit and had gone off to the university to meet with two professors.The meetings had gone very well, she thought to herself now, as she hurried through the park. One of the professors had arranged for her to visit various institutions--a prison, a criminal court, and a rehabilitation farm for heroin addicts. The other professor, a Mr. Jorgensen, had stressed the importance of personal observation, urging her to begin Danish language classes at.