“My dearest Monica,
“I have never called you so before. That was a mistake. Anything is a mistake that keeps us two apart. Dear, I want to come and see you at once, but cannot get out of some odious ‘arrangements’ of the Mamma’s for this week-end.
“Let me come on Monday afternoon, and, though I don’t deserve it, be kind to me then.
“Till then, and ever,
“Your devoted S. V.”
Now I have written; and pretty quickly too.
“My dear Sydney,
“It was kind of you to write to me to congratulate me again on my engagement to Mr. Waters, which I suppose is the meaning of your note. You suggest calling; is this to congratulate me for the third time? If so, I can only hope that my happiness will keep pace with your good wishes for it! But I am afraid that I shall not be able to receive them in person on Monday, as it is the very day that I hope to be going off to Sevenoaks, on a visit to my fiancé’s mother.
“Please give my very kindest regards to Lady Vandeleur, and believe me
“Sincerely yours,