Please destroy.
Anita Richmond.
"Bu--but I don't understand." "You know Miss--er--the writer of this card, don't you ?" "But why should she-- ?" Mr.Farrell, barrister-at-law, grinned broadly.
"I see you don't know Miss--the writer of this card at all.

That's her nature.

Besides--well, I have a habit of making long stories short.
All she 's got to do with me is crook her finger and I 'll jump through.

I 'm--none of your business.

But, anyway, here I am--" Fairchild could not restrain a laugh.