With our love to your dear wife and Bice, "Believe me, ever faithfully yours, "G.H.

LEWES." * * * * * Shortly after receiving this my wife had a letter from George Eliot, from Venice, dated 15th May, 1864.

She writes from the "Hotel de Ville." * * * * * "MY DEAR MRS.

TROLLOPE,--I wonder whether you are likely to be at Lake Como next month, or at any other place that we could take on our way to the Alps.

It would make the prospect of our journey homeward much pleasanter if we could count on seeing you for a few hours; and I will not believe that you will think me troublesome if I send the question to you.