2/33 A glance at the signature brought him disappointment. He read it slowly, with a hard smile upon his lips: My dear Mr.Wingate, I am writing to express to you my sincere and heartfelt regret for last night's unfortunate incident. I can do no more nor any less than to confess in plain words that I was drunk. It is a humiliating confession, but it happens to be the truth. Will you accept this apology in the spirit in which it is tendered, and wipe out the whole incident from your memory? |