some other person connected with the routine of her affairs. She was now strong enough to stroll a short distance out-of-doors, and had taken a turn in the garden the day before, and was to walk a mile along the road later to-day when the sun grew stronger.
"A letter from some of your business people," said the man of science. "I hope it brings you good news." A little rousing would not come amiss to the lovely invalid.
It was addressed to "Mrs. Orme." She broke the cover. It contained a brief note from her lawyer and a letter inclosed, the writing of which, a woman's, was unfamiliar to her. The lawyer's letter ran:
Dear Madam: I inclose a letter which reaches me from an unknown source, with an anonymous request that it may be forwarded to you. I am, dear madam, yours faithfully,
John Thornhill.
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The letter inclosed was addressed to "Lady Francis Onslow." She broke the cover of that. It, too, was short. It ran:
Your husband has left you forever, and I have taken care you shall never see your child again.
Lucille de Vigny.
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That was all.
