A second knock at the door, and another servant appeared, saying, apologetically, that the note he held in his hand had been left at the office for Mrs.Markham early in the morning, but forgotten till now.
"Give it to me, if you please.

It is mine," Ethelyn said, and something in her voice and manner kept Richard quiet while she took the offered note and went back to the chandelier where, with a compressed lip and burning cheek, she read the genuine note sent by Frank.
* * * * * "Dear cousin," he wrote, "business for a Boston firm has brought me to Camden, where they have had debt standing out.

Through the influence of Harry Clifford, who was a college chum of mine, I have an invitation to Mrs.Miller's, where I hope to meet yourself and husband.

I should call to-day, but I know just how busy you must be with your costume, which I suppose you wish to keep incog., even from me.

I shall know you, though, at once.