These fanciful thoughts must stop, I chided myself, and the thought of the day brought me back to reality. It was today I was to meet Jason Trehaine. After dressing, I intended to look through Mamma’s chest, but I stood looking out of the window for some time. Grey clouds scudded across the sky where there had been none the previous day. The sea looked a murky colour and not at all as inviting as the day before. For some reason, since yesterday, I had taken some aversion to the house and wondered idly what a winter spent here would be like. Grandmother had already said how nice it would be to have me here at Christmas time and I could not disappoint her but at this moment Amy’s comfortable drawing-room and cheery nature seemed far more inviting, but now there was Robert. The thought of being far from him filled me with such sadness. My heart was here and I knew this was where I should stay. Lifting the lid of Mamma’s chest, I immediately set eyes on her marriage certificate but today I dismissed this intending to find out the truth at some later time.
