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Confessions of a Well-Meaning Woman
up my mind that her visit must be cut short; if I had met Colonel Butler, she might. And I have no doubt of any kind that she would do what she threatens and ask him to marry her. And he wouldn’t refuse. Moreover, I am not made of money, as she and Will seemed to think. . .
Brackenbury was a fool not to send her right away, as I recommended. Nothing is decided; I sometimes wonder whether anything ever will be decided. We are precisely where we stood before. . .
I had time to warn Will, I am thankful to say. A girl who shilly-shallies like that. . . I shall make the best of it, if I have to; but I am not sure she is the sort of wife for my boy. . .
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