It went this morning, and you must see it.' 'A letter to Urmand,' he said, as he took the paper suspiciously into his hands.
'Yes, Uncle Michel.

I was obliged to write it.

It is the truth, and I was obliged to let him know it.

I am afraid you will be angry with me, and--turn me away; but I cannot help it.' The letter was as follows: 'The Hotel Lion d'Or, Granpere, October 1, 186-.
'M.

URMAND, 'I take up my pen in great sorrow and remorse to write you a letter, and to prevent you from coming over here for me, as you intended, on this day fortnight.