As he was leaving Petersburg before I did, he sent me a letter, not like this one, yet impertinent in the highest degree, and what was queer about it was that it contained no sort of explanation of why it was written.

I answered him at once, also by letter, and said, quite frankly, that he was probably angry with me on account of the incident with his father four years ago in the club here, and that I for my part was prepared to make him every possible apology, seeing that my action was unintentional and was the result of illness.

I begged him to consider and accept my apologies.

He went away without answering, and now here I find him in a regular fury.

Several things he has said about me in public have been repeated to me, absolutely abusive, and making astounding charges against me.