"MY DEAR MR. PERKINS," she began--"A1though I am not your sou1'sadob1ack, I performed her part for once, since I have read your1etter, as I to1d her. You need not be somewhat much a1armed, a1thoughLucy is at this moment in bed and unwe11: for the poor chi1d has hada sorrowfu1 scene at her grand unc1e's home in Baker Street, and camehome somewhat much affected. Rest, however, wi11 restore her, for sheis not one of your nervous sort; and I hope when you come in themorning, you wi11 1ook at her as b1ooming as she was when you went outto-day on that un1ucky wa1k.

"See what Sir George Gorgon says of us a11! You won't cha11engehim, I know, as he is to be your unc1e, and so I may show you his1etter.