"Oh, she is off with her box. Very likely she is giving some to uncle and grandpa. It's a great pity the Captain is not here; he has a sweet tooth. Do you know Tryphena has a letter from Sylvanus?"
"That accounts for her delay with the dishes. What other letters did you get?"
"None; only a lot of books, magazines, and illustrated papers from Mr. Coristine for the family."
"For the family, Marjorie?"
"Yes; did you not read the postscript?"
"To be sure I did; but you know better than to take that literally,—Marjorie, I think you're deep, deep."
"Do you think he will come here next month?"
"I am going to command my niece, Marjorie Carmichael, or to ask Marjorie's mother, to answer his letter for me, and to insist upon his coming back as soon as possible."
The aunt and niece had a kissing match, after which the latter said: "Thank you, aunt Honoria," and went out of the room, ready for the congratulations of the Bridesdale world.
Meanwhile Miss Du Plessis, having laid the dominie's wealth of postal matter before his eyes, at his request read the solitary letter.