I returned to London, and in about a week's time I received a letter from Miss Temple. It satisfied me thoroughly. Lady Violet was better. She went out for a little daily. She read to herself, and allowed Miss Temple to read to her. She was interested in a fancy fair which was to be held in the neighbourhood, and was helping Miss Temple to work for it. The nurse had also discovered that her patient had a love, almost a passion, for music. Miss Temple was an accomplished pianist before she took up her present profession, and she and Lady Violet spent a considerable portion of each day over the piano. In short, Miss Temple was doing all that I expected her to do for the young girl whose life was so valuable. Lady Violet was undoubtedly already acquiring that outward view which means health both of mind and body. Miss Temple's first letter was followed in the course of time by another, which was even more hopeful than the first. Lady Violet was devotedly attached to her, and could scarcely bear her out of her presence. The girls rode together, walked together, sketched and played together. The colour of health was coming back to Lady Violet's pale cheeks; she would soon, in Miss Temple's opinion, be restored to perfect health. [Illustration: "THE GIRLS RODE TOGETHER."] Lady Erstfield also wrote to me about this time, and spoke in rapture of the companion whom I had secured for her daughter. "I cannot tell you what Beryl Temple is to us," she said; "we owe Violet's recovery to her wonderful tact, her sympathy, her genius. She is like no girl I ever met before--she fascinates and subjugates us all--we do not want ever to part with her--as to Violet, it would almost kill her, I think, were Beryl Temple now to leave us." About a month after receiving these two letters I was astonished and much pleased to see an announcement in the _Morning Post_ to the effect that a matrimonial alliance was arranged between Lady Violet Dalrymple, only daughter of the Earl and Countess of Erstfield, and Captain Geoffrey Ponsonby, of the Coldstream Guards, and that the marriage was likely to take place in December. On reading this short paragraph I turned to my case-book, and under Lady Violet's name made the following note:-- "_A case of neurasthenia, in which environment with moral treatment caused recovery._" I then dismissed the subject from my mind, with the final reflection that I should not have much more to do with Lady Violet. The following circumstances quickly proved my mistake.