Valentine had made the grand mistake of her life.
The morrow so eagerly looked for was a fair, bright day.

The sun shone warm and bright, the air was soft and fragrant, the sky blue and cloudless.

Lady Charteris did not leave her room for breakfast, and Valentine remained with her mother.
When breakfast was ended, Ronald lingered about, hoping to see Valentine.

He had not waited long before he saw the glimmer of her white dress and blue ribbons.

He met her in the hall.
"Will you come out into the gardens, Miss Charteris ?" he asked.