"I want you to go and see Lord Arranmore as often as you can.

We are both very fond of him really, mamma especially, and you know that he has a very strange disposition.

I am convinced that solitude is the very worst thing for him.

I saw him once after he had been alone for a month or two, and really you would not have known him.

He was as thin as a skeleton, strange in his manner, and he had that sort of red light in his eyes sometimes which always makes me think of mad people.