“Me?” Taro seized the letter, and began laboriously reading it in Japanese.
“Well, well, what does he say?” asked Marion, excitedly.
Plum Blossom looked over her brother’s shoulder and translated in this wise:
“M-m-Madame,—Your letter got—
“Yours truly forever,
“Kurukawa Gozo.”
“Is that all?” inquired Marion, blankly, her blue eyes filling with tears.
“Postscript,” shouted Taro, then read it: “Write agin, thangs!”
Marion pouted and sat down in deep dejection.
“Well, I won’t do it, if that’s the way he answers my letters.”