"Yes, I received it."
"I expected one from you."
"I am sorry," she said, "but I had nothing to communicate, and M. Bordier desired me neither to write nor telegraph to anyone till he saw me. I was bound to obey him with so much at stake."
"Yes, I understand all that. He is aware that I am a reporter on a newspaper, and he fears I shall make improper use of information. I cannot blame him, but he is mistaken. Did not M. Bordier return to London yesterday?"
"No."
"He gave you instructions, then, by letter."
"By letter and telegrams."
She took from her pocket a letter, and two telegrams in their familiar buff-colored envelopes, and, after a little hesitation, handed me the latter.
"I cannot think I am doing wrong in letting you see them," she said.
The first telegram ran: "I have good news, the best of news. Keep a good heart. Julian unites with me in love to you and Constance."