Neglect me to any extent.

I shan't be jealous, and shall use that apparent neglect as an excuse for staying on for a week after he goes, so as to have my innings.

I want the dear old blunderbuss to see how nice a really nice girl can be, so do your prettiest to him, for the sake of WATTS CLARKSON D'ALLOI.
When Watts and Peter saved the "cows in the barn" by stepping off the train on June 29th, the effect of this letter was manifest.

Watts was promptly bestowed on the front seat of the trap with Mr.Pierce, while Peter was quickly sitting beside a girl on the back seat.

Of course an introduction had been made, but Peter had acquired a habit of not looking at girls, and as a consequence had yet to discover how far Miss Pierce came up to the pleasant word-sketch Watts had drawn of her.
Indeed, Peter had looked longingly at the seat beside Mr.Pierce, and had attempted, in a very obvious manner, though one which seemed to him the essence of tact and most un-apparent, to have it assigned to him.
But two people, far his superior in natural finesse and experience, had decided beforehand that he was to sit with Helen, and he could not resist their skilful manoeuvres.