That's the favour I ask. Will you, when you get this, wire to me at once, "Writing according to your request to Sir L."? I can then show your telegram to Dick (you must address it to me at Bamborough Castle, where we are to spend a night, after staying one at Cragside) and he will put pressure to bear on Ellaline Lethbridge.
You can be absolutely certain that no harm will come of this. That Dick and she will never be married; whereas, when I am married to Sir Lionel, I'll give you a present of five hundred pounds, within the first year, to do with as you like. I'd even be willing to sign a paper to that effect.
Your anxious, yet hopeful
Gwen.
XXXVI
AUDRIE BRENDON TO HER MOTHER
Bamborough Castle,
September 9th
Dear: I know you are miserable about me, but don't be it, because I'm not miserable about myself. Honour bright!