When will you return?
Tell Travilla I am longing for a sight of the dear face his eyes are feasting upon, and he must remember his promise not to part us.
"I am writing in your boudoir.

I have been thinking of the time (it seems but yesterday) when I had you here a little girl, sitting on my knee reciting your lessons or listening with almost rapt attention to my remarks and explanations.

Never before had tutor so dear, sweet, and interesting a scholar!" "A fond father's partiality," she remarked, looking up with a smile and blush.

"But never, I am sure, was such another tutor; his lucid explanations, intense interest in the subject and his pupil, apt illustrations, and fund of information constantly opened up to me, made my lessons a delight." "He has made you wonderfully well informed and thorough," said her husband.
She colored with pleasure.
"Such words are very sweet, coming from your lips.

You appreciate papa." "Yes, indeed, and his daughter too, I hope," he answered, smiling fondly upon her.