About one there is no doubt.

It is from Barbara.

I have not heard from Barbara for a fortnight or three weeks.

It will be the usual thing, I suppose.
Father has got the gout in his right toe, or his left calf, or his wrist, or all his fingers, and is, consequently, fuller than usual of hatred and malice; mother's neuralgia is very bad, and she is sadly in want of change, but she cannot leave him.

Algy has lost a lot of money at Goodwood, and they are afraid to tell father, etc., etc.