It's the letter that was waiting for me when I came in. I've hardly had time to grasp the contents of it yet. It's addressed in a small, precise, masculine hand:
"To Miss Smith,
"c/o Miss Million,
"Hotel Cecil."
But inside it begins:
"My Dear Miss Lovelace:—"
And then it goes on:
"I am putting another name on the envelope, because I think that this is how you wish to be addressed for business purposes. I hope you will not be offended, or consider that I am impertinent in what I am going to say."
It sounds like the beginning of some scathing rebuke to the recipient of the letter, doesn't it? But I don't think it's that. The letter goes on:
"Am writing to ask you whether you will allow me the privilege of seeing you somewhere for a few minutes' private conversation? It is on a matter that is of importance."