There was no need to write about it.

And when she--when she says it, I shall jolly well tell her that a--that a--a fellow can do as he likes with his own earnings." "I should," said Aubrey Treherne.
Ronald went on reading, in silence.
Aubrey's eye was upon the folded sheet of paper on the floor.
Suddenly Ronnie said: "Hullo! I'm to have it after all! Listen to this.
'P.S .-- On second thoughts, now you are so nearly home, I would rather you knew what I have to say, before your return; so I am enclosing with this a pencil note I wrote some weeks ago.

_Ronnie, we will have a Christmas-tree this Christmas_.' Well, I never!" said Ronnie.

"That's not a very wild thing in the way of extravagance, is it?
But it's a concession.

I have wanted a Christmas-tree each Christmas.