'At your age it is very wrong of you to spend a winter in our horrible climate.

You can travel with Steadman and your maid.

Lady Kirkbank will secure you a charming suite of rooms at the hotel, or she would like it still better if you would stay at her own villa.

Do consent to this plan, dear grandmother, and then we shall not be parted for a long winter.

Of course Mary would be quite happy at home running wild.' Lady Maulevrier sighed as she read this letter, sighed again, and heavily, as she put it back into the envelope.