Yours very truly, ROBERT RUSHBROOK.
A quick flush mounted to the young girl's cheeks.

"But this is a SECURITY, Mr.Rushbrook," she said proudly, handing him back the paper, "and my uncle does not require that.

Nor shall I insult him or you by sending it." "It is BUSINESS, Miss Nevil," said Rushbrook, gravely.

He stopped, and fixed his eyes upon her animated face and sparkling eyes.

"You can send it to him or not, as you like.