I never could understand it.

Mr.Morgan took your mother and me with Lucy to see Modjeska in "Twelfth Night" yesterday evening, and Lucy said she thought the Duke looked rather like you, only much more democratic in his manner.

I suppose you will think I have written a great deal about the Morgans in this letter, but thought you would be interested because of your interest in a younger member of his family.
Hoping that you are finding college still as attractive as ever, Affectionately, Aunt Fanny.
George read one sentence in this letter several times.

Then he dropped the missive in his wastebasket to join the clipping, and strolled down the corridor of his dormitory to borrow a copy of "Twelfth Night." Having secured one, he returned to his study and refreshed his memory of the play--but received no enlightenment that enabled him to comprehend Lucy's strange remark.

However, he found himself impelled in the direction of correspondence, and presently wrote a letter--not a reply to his Aunt Fanny.
Dear Lucy: No doubt you will be surprised at hearing from me so soon again, especially as this makes two in answer to the one received from you since getting back to the old place.