see I am taking it for granted that she will marry the fellow she ran over. If she doesn't marry him she will need some money of her own all the more. The child says I have poured every good gift into her lap!
"Well, well, I wish I could come back with her, but that tyrant McPherson says no. It will not be long though, Claire, I promise you. I am living on anticipation—unsatisfying fare. You don't suppose, do you, that I shall have to go on living on it? You don't suppose that anything could happen to prevent it? What a worrying old fool I am! Of course it can't and won't.
"Connie is a widow! Perhaps this is not breaking it gently, but personally I think it is excellent news. Chiozzi died from a stab over the heart. He was motoring from Cannes to Monte Carlo at night along the Upper Corniche Road in Mlle. Pauline's car. That is all that is known. The lady, her maid, her car and her chauffeur have vanished. I think Judy prepared you for this. Will you tell Connie? Perhaps she has already heard through her solicitors in Paris. I don't think she will grieve.
"I hope that a telegram to say I am leaving will be the next word you receive from me. Pray that it may. "Yours,"Stephen."
