She had a letter in her hand just received by post.

Her whole face was radiant with pleasure.

Drawing a card from the envelope, she held it before my eyes.

I read the names of _Henry Wallingford_ and _Blanche Montgomery_, and the words, "At home Wednesday evening, June 15th.

Ivy Cottage." "Bravo!" I exclaimed, as soon as a momentary bewilderment passed, showing more than my wonted enthusiasm.