"With dearest Love,
"Yr. Sister
"LAVINIA.
"P.S.—'Twill interest you to hear that Miss Gunning is to marry Coventry. 'Tis all over Town this last Week."
Slowly his Grace put the sheets together and handed them to Fortescue, who had just come into the room.
"These, from my sister, may possibly interest you, Frank."
Fortescue read the letter through, and at the end folded it and handed it back in silence. Tracy laid it down on the table at his elbow.
"I began—wrongly," he said.
"Yes," assented his friend. "She was not—that kind of girl."