You remember, Praddy?
But you were away in Italy and I couldn't find Vivie anywhere.

I called round at where your office was--Fraser and Warren--where we parted in 1897--and there was no more Fraser and Warren.

Nobody knew anything about what had become of you.

P'raps I might have found out, but I got a bit huffy, thought you might have written me a line about my marriage.

I did write to Miss Fraser, but the letter was returned from the Dead Letter office," (_Vivie_: "She married Colonel Armstrong.") "Well, there it is! By some devilish lucky chance I had no sooner got to London from Southhampton, day before yesterday, than some one told me all about the expected row between the Suffragettes and the police.