He went straight to his old bedroom. There was no longer any pretense of marital relations between him and Mary, and indeed even when they returned from honeymoon they had had separate bedrooms in their apartment. Now, apparently, he could not bear even to be so close to her. This much I had learnt from eavesdropping in the servants’ hall. Later on, Uncle Frank dined with the family. He was, I was told, rather morose, so I made no moves in his direction but rather waited on him to initiate some. At breakfast time there was a note from him, brought by Robert, begging a morning off lessons for me so that we could go over and see Richard and Bea. So he was not morose with me. I changed my dress, got into my coat, and we set off with delight. Unbeknownst to me things happened while we were away. People posted ‘o’er land and ocean without rest.’ A footman on horseback took the same route as us to Tillyards with an important message. Telegrams were sent elsewhere, summoning interested parties.
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