She took up a pen and dipped it in the ink. Then Sir Seymour dictated:
SIR,—Sir Seymour Portman has told me of his meeting with you to-day and of what occurred at it. What he said to you about me is true. I know. If you call you will not see me. I refuse absolutely to see you or to have anything more to do with you, now or at any future time.
“And then your name at the end.”
Miss van Tuyn wrote with a hand that slightly trembled. “B. VAN TUYN.”
“If you will put that into an envelope and address it I will take it down and leave it at the bureau.”
“Thank you.”
Miss Van Tuyn put the note into an envelope, closed the envelope and addressed it.
“That’s right.”
Sir Seymour held out his hand and she gave him the note.
“Now, good night.”