know what will happen to me.’ (This was the nearest approach which she dared to make in writing to that threat which she had uttered to her mother of running away with somebody.) ’I suppose that now it is useless for me to ask you to take us all back this summer,—­though it was promised; but I hope you’ll give me money to go up to the Primeros.  It would only be me and my maid.  Julia Primero asked me to stay with them when you first talked of not going up, and I should not in the least object to reminding her, only it should be done at once.  Their house in Queen’s Gate is very large, and I know they’ve a room.  They all ride, and I should want a horse...