Part 3, Chapter 10

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​⁠The letter she wrote crossed Mollie Esdaile's Sunday morning one. It was written on Saturday, and missed the Santon Sunday morning delivery by a post, arriving there on Monday.

"Please don't think me ungrateful," Mollie read, "but all sorts of things seem to be happening, and I'm so afraid of hurting you after all your kindness. Perhaps I'd better come to the point straight away and explain afterwa