"I took the number, my Lady, at the bank." "Very well.

You keep it.

While I am writing my letter, suppose you direct the envelope.

What is the clergyman's name ?" Moody mentioned the name and directed the envelope.

Felix, happening to look round at Lady Lydiard and the steward while they were both engaged in writing, returned suddenly to the table as if he had been struck by a new idea.
"Is there a third pen ?" he asked.