"Yes, father."
"Nearly finished?"
"Oh, please forgive me. I ought to be ashamed of myself, but it is an interesting letter."
"Who is it from?"
"From Bridget Osborne. We were together in Germany, you know."
"Bridget Osborne? Where does she live?"
"In Devonshire—Taviton Grange. Don't you remember?"
"Oh yes," said John Castlemaine with a smile. Then he added, "What a coincidence!"
"What is a coincidence?"
"Oh, my letter is from a man in Taviton."