You must have a fairy godmother, Patsy." She laughed at the idea, and shook her head.
"They don't exist in these days, Uncle John.

But the whole thing must be a joke, and nothing more." "We'll discover that," asserted the Major, shrewdly scrutinizing the letter, which he had taken from Patsy's hands.

"It surely looks genuine enough, on the face of it.

I've seen the bank letter-head before, and this is no forgery, you can take my word.

Get your things on, Patsy.