As he read the letter his face became first thoughtful, then puzzled and then it broke into a smile and lastly Mr. Winston burst into a fit of laughter and took a sip of his untasted tea. He then turned to his daughter for the first time.
"Do you know who this is from, Helen?" he said.
"No father I don't" answered Helen.
"Perhaps it will need a little explanation" replied Mr. Winston. "You have heard me speak of your cousins the Lincarrols haven't you?"
"Oh yes I know" said Helen "they are very rich aren't they?"
"Yes" said Mr. Winston slowly, "very."
"Well father what about them?" said Helen.
"Did I ever mention Gladys to you," enquired Mr. Winston.
"Oh yes" said Helen, "she is the pretty one isn't she?"
"Yes she is quite the "flower of the flock" I belive" replied Mr. Winston; "the others are decidedly plain."