"Nonsense," said Daphne, "I got him away."
"To be candid," said Jonah, "if anybody's to get a mention, I'm inclined to think it should be Mr. Lewis."
While we were waiting for tea, I read the letter aloud.
Sir,
I can never adequately express my regret for the distressing, if momentary, aberration unhappily responsible for my appropriation of a hat which in no way resembles my own.
I dare entertain no hope that inconvenience has not resulted to you, but I beg that you will accept, first, my fervid assurance that it was not of industry, but of case that I offended, and, secondly, my most humble apologies for the commission of so unfriendly a gest.
I am, Sir,
Your obedient Servant,
Luke St. J. Bildew, B.D.
When I had finished—