“But I didn’t want to be—I didn’t want to be!” said Elva, almost in tears.
“No, you didn’t want to be while you were awake and in your natural state; but how do you know, now, what you wanted to be when you were asleep and in your spiritual condition?”
Elva opened her large, blue eyes with such amazement that Wynnette burst out laughing.
And nothing more was said on the subject at that time, because Mr. Force, who had left a pile of other unopened letters on the table while they read and discussed Le’s, now took up one from the pile, looked at it, and exclaimed:
“Why, Elfrida, my dear, here is a letter from England for you. It is sealed with the Enderby crest. From your brother, no doubt.”
“The first I have had for years,” said the lady, as she took the letter from her husband’s hands.
It was directed in the style that would have been used had the earl’s sister lived in England:
“Lady Elfrida Force,
“Mondreer, Maryland, U. S.”
It had been forwarded from the country post office to the city: