“There is a new man writing verse in the Tertiary, some of it quite first-rate. You might look at the last number. My blossom this year is magnificent.
“With kind regards, I am,
“Very sincerely yours,
“EDMUND PARAMOR.
“Gregory Vigil, Esq.”
Mrs. Pendyce dropped the letter in her lap, and looked at her cousin.
“He was at Harrow with Horace. I do like him. He is one of the very nicest men I know.”
It was clear that she was trying to gain time.
Gregory began pacing up and down.
“Paramor is a man for whom I have the highest respect. I would trust him before anyone.”