“An invitation for to-morrow.”
“I knew it would come that way.”
“Also wants you to come.”
“Sha'n't I be in the way?”
“Not at all, my boy. I'll accept for you. After this fellow goes, I'll let you read the note. Wait until I write an answer.”
Motioning for the man to remain, he hastened to his room, pulled out some stationery, and feverishly wrote:
“My Dear Miss Guggenslocker:
“I shall be delighted to accompany your messenger to-morrow, and my friend, Mr. Harry Anguish, will be with me. I have come half way across the continent to see you, and I shall be repaid if I am with you but for a moment. You will pardon me if I say that your name has caused me despair. No one seems to have heard it here, and I was beginning to lose hope. You may expect me at three, and I thank you for the pleasure you bestow.
“Yours sincerely,
“GRENFALL LORRY.”
This note, part of which had been written with misgiving, he gave to the messenger, who rode away quickly.