When she first thought of coming here she wrote John such a nice letter, saying she was a friend of yours, and that you had told her about Beechfield.

Luckily, The Trellis House was to let, so John wrote and told her about it." Then, at last, came a more intimate question.

The man's voice at the other end of the telephone became diffident--hesitating:--"Are you all right?
Everything as usual ?" She answered, drily.

"Everything's quite as usual, thank you.

Beechfield never changes.