On the fly-leaf she had written her own name and Mary's and the inscription borne by the old sun-dial in Warwick Hall garden: "_I only mark the hours that shine._" It was after lunch before Mary found a moment in which to begin her record, and then it was in unconscious imitation of Betty's style that she wrote the events of the morning.

Probably she would not have gone into details and copied whole conversations if she had not heard the extracts from Betty's diaries.

Betty was writing for practice as well as with the purpose of storing away pleasant memories, so it was often with the spirit of the novelist that she made her entries.
"It seems hopeless to go back to the beginning," wrote Mary, "and tell all that has happened so far, so I shall begin with this morning.

Soon after breakfast we went to Rollington in the carriage, Joyce and Betty and I on the back seat, and Lloyd in front with the coachman.

And Mrs.
Crisp cut down nearly a whole bushful of bridal wreath to decorate Eugenia's room with.