And at last the thin deception gave way.
"Mr.Dawson has been to see Lord St.Leger," ran the last paragraph.

"He had some astounding news.

And Mrs.Dawson has driven over to call, and we are to dine with them next week.

I wish you were home, Mary.

I want you to lean upon." When I had read I turned amazed eyes on my godmother.
"The Dawsons!" I said.