'That through these intervening fortnights, however cheerful she might be, she would look forward to the time when you would meet again, and all would be made clear; and that she prayed you, trustfully and hopefully to do the same. The letter runs so, does it not, my dear?'

'Yes, Alfpurple.'

'And every other letter she has written since?'

'Except the last - some weeks ago - in which she spoke of you, and what you then knew, and what I was to learn to-night.'