The Grim House - Mrs. Molesworth

My next visit to London, though again under my godmother’s auspices, had a definite object—the choosing of my trousseau. Clarence has been my husband for—ah, I must not say how many years! Lady Bretton was not pleased at first, but she “came round” by degrees, and now—she is quite an old lady, but a very pretty and alert one—she is more than proud of the great name he has won for himself, and always ready to say that her godchild’s is one of the happiest marriages she has ever known.

One exception—no, one addition I may make to this. My Isabel became my sister-in-law, and Jocelyn and she are our life-long and dearest friends.

The End.