She and Charles had not spoken much of it, desiring to wait until Timothy was with them to let out their feelings on the matter. He arrived late the following Monday afternoon. It did not take long for the three friends to get around to the subject which had prompted the invitation. Charles showed Timothy the letter from Hugh Wildecott-Browne. The pastor read it, then set it aside with a pained sigh. “It is remarkable to me,” he said after a moment, “that people can be so oblivious to the true signs of character. I don’t know the man, so forgive me, Jocelyn, if I seem a bit harsh toward your brother-in-law. But it is abundantly clear that he knows neither of you further than I could throw those two sheets which he tries to pass off as brotherly concern. His suggestion is so ludicrous it merits no response. What does he mean, ‘come to your senses and do what you know is right’?” “I can’t imagine what he means,”
