Only, dearest, for Blake
Grange's sake as well as for your own, make quite sure _this time_
that your mind is fully made up, and your choice final."
When Muriel read this passage a deep note of resentment crept into her
voice, and she lifted a flushed face.
"It may be very wicked," she said deliberately, "but I hate Lady
Bassett."
Grange looked astonished, even mildly shocked. But Muriel returned to
the letter before he could reply.
It went on to express regret that the writer could not herself
return to England for the summer to assist her in the purchase of her
trousseau and to chaperon her back to India in the autumn; but her
sister, Mrs. Langdale, who lived in London, would she was sure, be
delighted to undertake the part of adviser in the first case, and in
the second she would doubtless be able to find among her many friends
who would be travelling East for the winter, one who would take charge
of her. No reference was made to Daisy till the end of the letter,
when the formal hope was expressed that Mrs. Musgrave's health had
benefited by the change.
"She dares to disapprove of Daisy for some reason," Muriel said,
closing the letter with the rapidity of exasperation.
Grange did not ask why. He was engrossed in brushing a speck of mud
from his sleeve, and she was not sure that he even heard her remark.
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