"Thank you, Miss. But I hate to think I've caused so much trouble."
"That's nothing, Susan," I said. "Just tell me plainly if you think it'll do."
"It's beautiful, Miss," said Susan. "Only..."
"Only what?"
"Well, Miss, very likely I'm wrong. But it seems to leave him a way of backing out again."
I was prepared for this. So I said, severely:
"Susan, what do you mean?"
"About going away," answered Susan doggedly. "About being a month in France, and not saying Good-bye, and only having him write once a week. It seems to give him a chance of changing his mind."
"Very well, Susan. Shall we tear this up? How will it be to write and tell Lord Ruddington that you will be disengaged to-morrow morning at eleven o'clock?"
"Oh no, Miss, please no!" gasped Susan, turning pale. "I couldn't, really I couldn't. I could never face him."