“I do hope you and Miss Pechey will remain firm to the end,” writes Miss M‘Laren plaintively, “for really three marriages within six months is quite alarming.”
How many times Miss Pechey was urged to forsake the good fight one cannot even roughly conjecture. Certainly very often.[[93]]
There was no time, however, to weep over fallen comrades. One must just give them decent burial, so to speak, and pass on. From this time forth the work in hand must take a two-fold direction:
1. The struggle in Edinburgh must be carried on with unabated energy, as if success were a matter of course.
2. Every enquiry must be made, with the utmost secrecy and discretion, as to a more hopeful solution of the problem elsewhere.
The following letters indicate some of the influences at work:
“13 Sussex Square,
Brighton.
1. November.
Darling,