I felt in my pocket for it when I reached the gambling house, but it was gone." Mrs.Hill looked fairly triumphant.
"A very queer story!" she said, nodding her head.

"I don't believe you received any such letter.

I presume you had often been to the same place to misspend your evenings." "Do you think so, Mrs.Hamilton ?" inquired Ben anxiously.
"It is a pity you lost that letter, Ben." "Yes, it is," answered Ben regretfully.
"Mrs.Hill," said Mrs.Hamilton, "if you will withdraw, I would like to say a few words to Ben in private." "Certainly, Cousin Hamilton," returned the poor cousin, with alacrity.
"I think his race is about run," she said to herself, in a tone of congratulation..