They rode on for some time in silence.
Thelma was thinking about what she had brought with her and wondering if she had left anything of importance behind.
She had not forgotten the letter from the Solicitors and she had then slit it open when she began to change her clothes.
She had seen that it was a long one covering several pages and would take time for her read it through.
Time was the one thing she did not have. She had to be a long way from home when Sir Richard returned from his expedition to Canterbury.
She therefore put the Solicitor’s letter with her clothes and then added to it several sheets of crested writing paper and some envelopes.
She knew that she had to consider very carefully how she should reply.
She was terribly afraid that in some crafty manner her stepmother
