After closing the envelope again, I accompanied the delivery of the letter to Miss Vanstone, the younger, by a word of caution.

"Are you more sure of your own courage now," I said, "than you were when I met you ?" She was ready with her answer.

"Captain Wragge, when you met me on the Walls of York I had not gone too far to go back.

I have gone too far now." If she really feels this--and I think she does--her corresponding with her sister can do no harm.

She wrote at great length the same day; cried profusely over her own epistolary composition; and was remarkably ill-tempered and snappish toward me, when we met in the evening.