"Why, I see the letter in his hand top of the pile when he stopped in the drive to speak to me.

We both of us passed a remark on it." Sylvia was staring at him.

"Jeffcott, are you sure ?" she said.
"Sure as I stand here, Miss Sylvia," he returned.

"I couldn't have made no mistake.

Didn't you have it then, missie?
I'll swear to heaven it were there." "No," Sylvia said.