“There is a nice old gardener who makes me tea in the afternoon, but I don’t like it so much as tea in the Wilderness.
“I want to be back to see you in your new party frock next Friday. I feel quite lonely without the Queen of the Fairies. If you were here I would buy you such cakes at the little shop across the road.
“Please tell Mr. Canterton that the weather was very good to me the first two days, and that I hope he will like the pictures that I have painted.
“Good-bye, Lynette, dear,
Much—much love to you, from
“Miss Eve.”
Lynette was ecstatic.
“Isn’t it a lovely letter, daddy? And doesn’t she write beautifully? And it’s all spelt just as if it were out of a book.”
Canterton folded the letter with meditative leisureliness.
“Quite a lovely letter.”