"Oh, anwl! I daresay it was. I never thought of that! There's a pity now; but try again to read that—she read it."
"Well, let me see," said Cardo, taking the faded paper to the window.
"Mrs. Besborough Power?"
"That's it!" said Nance.
"Carew?"
"No; that's not right."
"Carne?"
"Yes; that's what she called it."
"Montgomeryshire?"
"No; she wrote there and the letter was sent back."