She could not believe that at last it was really in her hand.

As she took the letter out, there fell from it a light slip of paper; with surprise she saw that it was a post-office order.

This time a full address stood at the head of the page.
'Eastbourne!' she uttered.

'Then she is with Mrs.Ormonde, and Mrs.
Ormonde is _his_ friend.' Hastily her eyes sought the sense of what was written.

Thyrza said that she was well, but could not live longer without seeing her sister.
Lydia was to come by as early a train as possible on the following morning; money was enclosed to provide for her expenses.