"Bob's all right," he said, "for I'll bet a thousand dollars that note is genuine." It was delicately written, in a cultivated feminine hand, utterly unlike the scrawl that had first excited the editor's curiosity, and ran as follows:-- He who brought me the bounty of your friend--for I cannot call a recompense so far above my deserts by any other name--gives me also to understand that you wished for an interview.

I cannot believe that this is mere idle curiosity, or that you have any motive that is not kindly and honorable, but I feel that I must beg and pray you not to seek to remove the veil behind which I have chosen to hide myself and my poor efforts from identification.

I THINK I know you--I KNOW I know myself--well enough to believe it would give neither of us any happiness.

You will say to your generous friend that he has already given the Unknown more comfort and hope than could come from any personal compliment or publicity, and you will yourself believe that you have all unconsciously brightened a sad woman's fancy with a Dream and a Vision that before today had been unknown to WHITE VIOLET.
"Have you read it ?" asked Mr.Hamlin.
"Yes." "Then you don't want to see it any more, or even remember you ever saw it," said Mr.Hamlin, carefully tearing the note into small pieces and letting them drift from the windows like blown blossoms.
"But, I say, Jack! look here; I don't understand! You say you have already seen this woman, and yet"-- "I HAVEN'T seen her," said Jack, composedly, turning from the window.
"What do you mean ?" "I mean that you and I, Fred, are going to drop this fooling right here and leave this place for Frisco by first stage to-morrow, and--that I owe you that dinner.".