We met at Mrs.Eastham's house--that good lady has remained my firm friend throughout--and I don't mind telling you, Brett, that I broke down utterly.

Well, we began by sending messages to each other through Mrs.Eastham.Then I forwarded to Helen, in the same way, a copy of a rough diary of my travels.

She wrote to me direct; I replied.
The position now is that she will not marry me without her father's consent, and she will marry no one else.

He is aware of our correspondence.

She always tells him of my movements.