“It’s the only thing – I can do,” Lela replied. “I remember, when Mama wanted to do something, how difficult it could be once Sir Robert had made up his mind to do anything different.”
She looked at Nanny pathetically.
“If you had heard him – raging at me just now, you would have known that he is absolutely – determined that I shall – marry Mr. Hopthorne, whatever I have to say on the – subject.”
She felt herself shiver as she spoke and, as if she knew that she must convince Nanny, she went across to her saying,
“Please – Nanny help me – and, although I think – at the moment that I hate all men – I want to – marry someday, but it must be to – someone like my Papa.”
“Your father was a real gentleman,” Nanny pointed out. “Which Sir Robert is not!”
It was something that Lela had not tho
