It is hardly necessary to intimate that this letter came as something of a shock to the young woman who received it.

For the rest of that day the many sights of London held little interest for her--so little, indeed, that her perspiring father began to see visions of his beloved Texas; and once hopefully suggested an early return home.

The coolness with which this idea was received plainly showed him that he was on the wrong track; so he sighed and sought solace at the bar.
That night the two from Texas attended His Majesty's Theater, where Bernard Shaw's latest play was being performed; and the witty Irishman would have been annoyed to see the scant attention one lovely young American in the audience gave his lines.

The American in question retired at midnight, with eager thoughts turned toward the morning.
And she was not disappointed.

When her maid, a stolid Englishwoman, appeared at her bedside early Saturday she carried a letter, which she handed over, with the turned-up nose of one who aids but does not approve.