"No, sir; it is Peveril."
"Richard?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then this letter is probably for you. It has lain here several days, awaiting a claimant."
With this Major Arkell handed the young man a dainty-looking missive that he acknowledged to be for him, and which, as he thrust it into his pocket, he saw with a thrill of joy was addressed in the handwriting of Rose Bonnifay.
CHAPTER XI
NELLY TREFETHEN FINDS A LETTER
Having donned his best suit for the interview with Major Arkell, and realizing that his mine clothing would be more in keeping with the job now on hand, Peveril first hastened home to make the change. He found only Mrs. Trefethen in the house, and at sight of him she expressed an eager curiosity to learn the result of his recent interview.