CHAPTER THREEAs she reached her home, Malva started to pack her pretty coloured clothes that had been put away when she was plunged into black.
She also found some dresses of her mother’s which had been packed away neatly in the wardrobe, but had not gone out of date.
They were the dresses she had worn at the Hunt Balls in the winter and the Garden Parties in the summer.
As they were all the same size, Malva thought that they might well be useful to her on the voyage.
Anyway if no one else enjoyed the pretty colours, Royden would certainly do so.
She felt that they were doing something extremely dashing and unexpected.
At the same time she was still really terrified that she might have to marry someone she did not love.
In a small way she had seen how disastrous these arranged marri
