At home she would be entertaining the County, riding her horses over her father’s estate, attending balls and assemblies in London to which she would automatically be invited by the Beau Monde.
‘What will happen to her in the future?’ Lady Waltham wondered miserably.
She thought that, even whilst she had prayed and prayed that Vernita might be saved from the terrible life they were leading, there had been no answer and even God seemed to have deserted her now.
“Oh, Edward!” she cried, speaking aloud to her husband as she often did when she was alone, “wherever you are, surely you can help us?”
Because she was so weak the thought of her beloved husband brought tears to Lady Waltham’s eyes.
Then, as she heard the sound of Vernita coming up the uncarpeted stairs, she wiped them away know
