Not knowing who my charitable correspondent is (Mr.Moody being forbidden to give me any information), I can only take this means of stating the case exactly as it stands, and hold myself at the disposal of the writer of the letter.

My private address is at the head of the page .-- Samuel Bradstock, Rector, St.Anne's, Deansbury, London." Lady Lydiard dropped the paper on the table.

For the moment, plainly as the Rector's statement was expressed, she appeared to be incapable of understanding it.

"What, in God's name, does this mean ?" she asked.
The lawyer and the steward looked at each other.

Which of the two was entitled to speak first?
Lady Lydiard gave them no time to decide.
"Moody," she said sternly, "you took charge of the letter--I look to you for an explanation." Moody's dark eyes flashed.