"Where is that letter you thought I wrote?
Have you got it with you ?" "Here it is, ma'am." He handed Rachel a letter addressed in a small hand to Daniel Thompson.
She opened it and read: "Mr.Thompson: I hear you are out of work.

I may be able to give you a job.

Meet me at Washington Park, Tuesday afternoon, at four o'clock.

I shall wear a blue ribbon round my neck, and you may have a red rose pinned to your coat.

Otherwise I might not know you.
"RACHEL HARDING." "Some villain has done this," said Rachel, wrathfully.