CHAPTER FOURReluctantly Hermia walked towards Mrs. Buries’s cottage, which was at the end of the village carrying the tonic her mother had made.
She always found Mrs. Buries exhausting.
Sometimes she was more or less sensible, but at other times her mind wandered and she talked on and on, really not making sense.
There had been quite a lot of things to do in the house after luncheon, and Hermia had then hurried to the stables to see if there was a chance of having one more ride on Bracken.
To her disappointment he had already gone and she realised that one of the grooms must have come while they were having their meal and taken him home.
For a moment she felt her disappointment turn to anger that she should have been deprived of something she wanted so much.
Then she told herself tha
