Then he set it afire with a match.
"At least," he said with an ugly look, "I can keep _her_ out of this"; and he dropped the brittle blackened paper and set his heel on it.

Then he resumed his perusal of the mutilated letter, reread it, and finally destroyed it.
"Alixe," he wrote in reply, "we had better stop this letter-writing before somebody stops us.

Anybody desiring to make mischief might very easily misinterpret what we are doing.

I, of course, could not close the correspondence, so I ask you to do so without any fear that you will fail to understand why I ask it.

Will you ?" To which she replied: "Yes, Phil.