When Penrose can travel, he accompanies me to Beaupark.
Stella and her little son and Mrs. Eyrecourt will be the only other guests in my house.
Time must pass, and the boy will be older, before I may remind Stella of Romayne’s last wishes on that sad morning when we two knelt on either side of him.
In the meanwhile, it is almost happiness enough for me to look forward to the day—
NOTE.—The next leaf of the Diary is missing.
By some accident, a manuscript page has got into its place, bearing a later date, and containing elaborate instructions for executing a design for a wedding dress.
The handwriting has since been acknowledged as her own, by no less a person than—Mrs. Eyrecourt.