him into amazed admiration, led them both into a labyrinth of misunderstanding?
She answered Jarvis’s letter and sent it to the theatre, asking them to forward it:
“Dear Mr. Jocelyn: Your letter touched me very much in its appeal for my sympathy and understanding. I am regretful that sorrow has found you out. I think of you always as young and strong and happy, with a young wife, and the world before you. I hate to have you spoil my picture.
“I repeat my satisfaction that you and your wife enjoy your work on ‘Francesca.’ I found such happiness myself in doing her, that I like to think we share the pleasure between us, we three.
“Is it your own ambition that drives you so that you say ‘I must,’ in regard to success? Sometimes, if we set our hearts too much on a thing, our very determination thwarts us. Is it not so? Perhaps it is for the sake of some one else that you are so eager for accomplishment. I feel that it is to come to you in this play, and I am glad.
“Be of good cheer, Comrade. Even the memory of bitter fights grows dim. I will not think of you as daunted by anything life can offer. No, nor death. Why have I this confidence in you, I wonder?
“In all friendliness,
The day this letter came to Jarvis marked a change in him to Bambi’s watchful eye. He threw himself
