CHAPTER V.
SHEWING HOW THE QUARREL PROGRESSED.
Trevelyan got back to his own house at about three, and on going into the library, found on his table a letter to him addressed in his wife's handwriting.

He opened it quickly, hoping to find that promise which he had demanded, and resolving that if it were made he would at once become affectionate, yielding, and gentle to his wife.

But there was not a word written by his wife within the envelope.

It contained simply another letter, already opened, addressed to her.

This letter had been brought up to her during her husband's absence from the house, and was as follows:-- Acrobats, Thursday.
DEAR EMILY, I have just come from the Colonial Office.