April 20th.
Dear Ginger,--Leaving here to-day. In disgrace. Hard, cold looks fromthe family. Strained silences. Uncle Donald far from chummy. You canguess what has happened. I might have seen it coming. I can see now thatit was in the air all along.
Fillmore knows nothing about it. He left just before it happened.I shall see him very soon, for I have decided to come back and stoprunning away from things any longer. It's cowardly to skulk about overhere. Besides, I'm feeling so much better that I believe I can facethe ghosts. Anyway, I'm going to try. See you almost as soon as you getthis.
I shall mail this in London, and I suppose it will come over by the sameboat as me. It's hardly worth writing, really, of course, but I havesneaked up to my room to wait till the motor arrives to take me to thestation, and it's something to do. I can hear muffled voices. The Familytalking me over, probably. Saying they never really liked me all along.Oh, well!
Yours moving in an orderly manner to the exit,
Sally.
CHAPTER XIII. STRANGE BEHAVIOUR OF A SPARRING-PARTNER
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