"Never mind," said Miss Maynard; "I do."
So the Major wrote as he was told.
"My Dear Mr. Roland,
"I have to apologise for my conduct of this morning, which was entirely owing to a gross misconception on my part. If you will kindly call at your earliest convenience I will explain fully. I may say that your proposition has my heartiest approval--"
"But I don't know what his proposition is," protested the Major.
"Mr. Roland's proposition is that he should marry me," explained Miss Maynard. There was silence. Miss Maynard prepared to raise her pocket-handkerchief to her eyes. "Of course, if you wish to break my heart----"
Then the Major succumbed, and Miss Maynard continued her dictation.
----"and I shall have the greatest pleasure in welcoming you as my nephew.
"Believe me, with repeated apologies,
Very faithfully yours,