14/24 Catherine walked across the grass to pick a rose. Mrs.Bertram took the rose from her daughter's hand, although she knew and Catherine knew that it was never intended for her. She smelt the fragrant, half-open bud, then placed it in her dress, with a simple, "Thank you, my dear." "I am going to write a note to Mrs.Meadowsweet," she said, after a minute or two. "I know Beatrice is coming here this afternoon. It would give me pleasure if her mother accompanied her." "Shall we take the note to the Gray House, mother ?" eagerly asked Mabel. |