Aubrey was coming--and she was going seriously to offer to give him
up--to try to persuade him indeed to break it off. Since her first
agitated letter to him begging him not to think of her, but to
decide only what was best for his own future, she had received a few
words from him.
'DEAREST BERYL--Nothing has happened to interfere with what we
promised each other last summer--nothing at all! My poor father
seems to be half out of his mind under the stress of war. If he
does what he threatens, it will matter very little to me; but
of course _you_ must consider it carefully, for I shall have
uncommonly little in the worldly way to offer you. Your father
has written very kindly, and your dear little note is just like
you. But you must consider.
'I sometimes doubt whether my father _will_ do what he
threatens, but we should have to take the risk. Anyway we shall
meet directly, and I am always, and unalterably, your devoted
'AUBREY.'
That had been followed by a boyish note from Desmond--dear, jolly
fellow!
'My father's clean daft! Don't bother, my dear Beryl.
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