'There's my old Richie!' said Temple, fondling me on the shoulder, and my nonsensical airs fell away from me at once.
We roamed the neighbourhood talking old school-days over, visiting houses, hunting and dancing, declaring every day we would write for Heriot to join us, instead of which we wrote a valentine to Julia Rippenger, and despatched a companion one composed in a very different spirit to her father.

Lady Ilchester did us the favour to draw a sea-monster, an Andromeda, and a Perseus in the shape of a flying British hussar, for Julia's valentine.

It seemed to us so successful that we scattered half-a-dozen over the neighbourhood, and rode round it on the morning of St.Valentine's Day to see the effect of them, meeting the postman on the road.

He gave me two for myself.

One was transparently from Janet, a provoking counterstroke of mine to her; but when I opened the other my heart began beating.