She could understand her father feeling like that because he was in India.
After all the British had conquered India and the Queen had become Empress of India and the Viceroy was in rank the equal of any King in Europe.
‘Perhaps one day Papa will be made Viceroy,’ Angelina thought. ‘Then he could not refuse to let me stay with him.’
But she knew that this was very unlikely. Peers of the Realm, who were very rich, became Viceroys not soldiers and she knew that if he was asked, her father would far sooner be with his Regiment and fighting on the North-West Frontier.
“Men enjoy war,” her mother had once said bitterly. “It is only their wives left behind who hate it.”
“Why should men like war, Mama?” Angelina asked.
“Because it is an adventure, a challenge and I think that is what all me
