She looked at every page again.

It was at least half re-written in Cardiff's small, cramped hand.
"Thank-you," she said slowly.

"Thank-you very much.

I have learned a great deal, I think, from what you have been kind enough to tell me, and to write here.

But this, of course, so far as I am concerned in it, is a failure." "Oh no!" he protested.
"An utter failure," she went on unnoticingly, "and it has served its purpose.