He won a bar to his M.C., which my husband
once told me would have won him a V.C. in any other war.
"He is anxious that I should not come down to Beechfield again. The
time is so short, and there is so much to be done, that I fear I shall
not see any of you before I leave for India. I would have liked
Rosamund to come to my wedding, but we shall be married very quietly,
and the day and hour will probably be fixed at the last minute.
"I am purposely not telling you where I am staying as I do not want to
give you the bother of answering this rather unconventional letter. As
for presents I have always hated them.
"All the business about The Trellis House is being done by a kind
solicitor I know, who arranged about the lease for me.
"Might I ask you to remember me very kindly to everybody, and to give
my special love to Rosamund and to sweet Miss Betty? I wish I had known
her better.
"Again thanking you for your kindness, and assuring you I shall always
look back to the happy days I spent at Beechfield,
"Believe me to remain,
Yours very sincerely,
Enid Crofton."
There was a long pause. Jack was now crumbling up his bread and then
smoothing out the crumbs with a kind of mechanical, steam-roller movement
of his right-hand forefinger.
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