It was: "BLAKELY PORTER, Ventura." "If you do not return at once with your captive I shall consider that we have never met." "ELIZABETH." I wrote it out on a form and handed it to Mrs.Porter.

"Will that do ?" I asked.
She read it at a glance.

"Yes," she said, "it will do.

Here, boy, see that this is rushed." "I'm glad it was satisfactory," I said.

"Good afternoon, Mrs.
Porter." "My dear girl....." "Good afternoon, Mrs.Porter." Still she did not go.