But you have not told me yet how I could help your mother by delivering this letter, which any one could do." "Let me finish then," said Maruja.

"It is for you to judge what may be done.

Letters have passed between my mother and Dr.West.My mother is imprudent; I know not what she may have written, or what she might not write, in confidence.

But you understand, they are not letters to be made public nor to pass into any hands but hers.

They are not to be left to be bandied about by his American friends; to be commented upon by strangers; to reach the ears of the Guitierrez.