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 why Phyllida? And, goodness me, if they couldn’t stop her, they might have made a few enquiries, exercised some little control. . . Christine Malleson is very energetic and capable, no doubt, but you would hardly look for standards or traditions in her; however, she and my Lady Maitland and the rest seem able to carry people off their feet by sheer violence. Now Ruth and Brackenbury are paying for it. And, of course, poor Aunt Ann is to blame for everything. For the present I think it’s best to leave them severely alone. One tries to do what seems to be one’s duty; one puts up with a great many rebuffs; but in the end people must be left, in the homely old phrase, to stew in their own juice. . . I’m really not sure how much is supposed to be known. Phyllida will no doubt tell you her side, simply as a means of attacking me. She works herself into such a state! I told Brackenbury that he ought to send her away for a complete change. . . I’m sick and tired of the whole thing; I’m sure it contributed to my illness; but, if it is going to be discussed, you’d better hear the truth. The whole time she was working at the hospital, Phyllida did me the honour to make my house her own; and, if I questioned my own wisdom, it was because of Will. He would be home on leave from time