Ah! Mrs Kenwigs will be glad to hear from her.

Henrietta Petowker, eh?
How odd things come about, now! That you should have met her in the country! Well!' Hearing this mention of their old friend's name, the four Miss Kenwigses gathered round Nicholas, open eyed and mouthed, to hear more.

Mr Kenwigs looked a little curious too, but quite comfortable and unsuspecting.
'The message relates to family matters,' said Nicholas, hesitating.
'Oh, never mind,' said Kenwigs, glancing at Mr Lumbey, who, having rashly taken charge of little Lillyvick, found nobody disposed to relieve him of his precious burden.

'All friends here.' Nicholas hemmed once or twice, and seemed to have some difficulty in proceeding.
'At Portsmouth, Henrietta Petowker is,' observed Mr Kenwigs.
'Yes,' said Nicholas, 'Mr Lillyvick is there.' Mr Kenwigs turned pale, but he recovered, and said, THAT was an odd coincidence also.
'The message is from him,' said Nicholas.
Mr Kenwigs appeared to revive.

He knew that his niece was in a delicate state, and had, no doubt, sent word that they were to forward full particulars.Yes.That was very kind of him; so like him too! 'He desired me to give his kindest love,' said Nicholas.
'Very much obliged to him, I'm sure.