When I see you, I'll tell you all about it.

Until then, adieu and _au revoir_.
Reginald Stanford.
[Mrs.Reginald Stanford to Grace Danton.] Quebec, May 18.
Dear Mamma Grace:--I suppose, before this, you have heard the awful news that my Darling Reginald and I got married.

Wouldn't I like to see you as you read this?
Don't I know that virtuous scowl of yours so well, my precious mamma-in-law?
Oh, you dear old prude, it's so nice to be married, and Reginald is an angel! I love him so much, and I am so happy; I never was half so happy in my life.
I suppose Madame Leblanc sent you the full, true, and particular account of my going on.

Poor old soul! What a rare fright she must have got when she found out I was missing.

And Virginie, too.
Virginie was so jealous to think I was going to be married before her, as if I would ever have married that insipid Jules.