hesitation, "I suppose Miss Lamb's letters are forwarded from your office, but it seems rather a round-about way of approaching her, when you are on the spot. Would it be asking too much of you, to forward this to her?"
"Not in the least," I said. "It shall go this very day."
"Thank you."
She handed me the letter and then stood striking her habit lightly with her riding whip.
"Is Miss Lamb at home?" she asked, with an odd look which I have since recalled. "Will she be likely to get my letter without delay?"
"She is away from home just now, but I know her address. There shall be no delay."
"I am glad of that." Then, after a slight pause: "I was wondering how soon I was likely to have an answer."
I made a grave calculation.
"I think," said I, "that you might have an answer a little sooner than usual,
