Everything else, she witnesses, treacherous servants, for instance--can always be disowned; but there is no defence against a letter which has fallen into the wrong hands.

Oh no! she knew a trick worth two of that.

Whenever the Squirrel went to Vienna, she gave him a list of articles required by her from a modiste in the town, on this list are set down hats, head-dresses, muffs, and other similar articles.

Squirrel always reads this list over ten times at least, but finds nothing in it to excite his suspicions.
But it regularly escapes his attention what day is indicated by the date at the head of the list, for he can never tell for the life of him on what day of the month such or such a day will fall.

Now at the head of this list stands, instead of the date on which the goods are to be sent, the date up to which the Squirrel intends to divert himself at Vienna.
This list the Squirrel in person conveys to the modiste, who communicates with the person whom it most concerns, and the Kengyelesy _puszta_[8] will not seem the end of the world to whomsoever has a magnet in his heart to draw him thither.
[Footnote 8: Heath.