"The sooner we communicate with him the better, then," said Adeline, whose temperament was quick and impulsive. "Suppose I write a letter and get Harry to carry it to the hotel when he comes home."
"As you please, Addie. I would write it, but I want to finish this vest to-night."
"I will write it. I want to be of some little use."
She rose, and with languid step drew near the table. Procuring writing materials, she penned a brief note, which she handed to Rose, when completed, with the inquiry, "How will that do?"
Rose cast her eyes rapidly over the brief note, which read as follows:
"Dear Cousin Philip:—No doubt you are aware that you have three cousins in this city—my sister Rose, my brother Harry, who will hand you this note, and myself. We have not seen you for many years. Will it be too much to ask you to call on us? We are in humble quarters, but shall be glad to welcome you to our poor home.
"Your cousin,
"Adeline Beaufort."
In a line below, the address was given.
"That will do very nicely, Addie," said Rose. "I am glad you did not hint at our need of assistance."
"If he comes to see us, he can see that for himself. I hope something may come of it," continued the younger sister.