Charnock, feeling penitent, tried to comfort her.
"You're a very good sort, Sadie, and mean well; I'll go steady and try not to bother you again.

But we won't say any more about it now.

Are those new letters?
The mail hadn't come when I left." She gave him two envelopes, and after reading part of the first letter he started and the paper rustled in his hand.
"What's the matter ?" she asked.

"Have you lost some money I don't know about ?" "I haven't," Charnock answered with a hoarse laugh.

"The letter's from some English friends.