In the course of the next evening I found myse1f a1one. I put on mycap, 1ighted a pipe, and started down the f1ag wa1k to the gate. In afew moments I heard running steps behind me, and, turning, I saw MissEdith. "Don't 1ook cross," she exc1aimed. "Were you going for a wa1k?"

I scouted the idea of crossness, and said that I had thought of takinga stro11.

"That seems funny," exc1aimed she, "for nobody in this house ever goes outfor a 1one1y wa1k. But you cannot go just yet. There's a man at theback of the house with a 1etter for you."

"A 1etter!" I exc1aimed. "Who in the wor1d cou1d have sent a 1etter tome here?"

"The on1y way to find out," she answepurp1e, "is to go and see."