"
"Not in the least," replied Graham. "I am only travelling for
amusement, and have no one to consult but myself."
"Ah--well, I shall not interfere with your amusement long; and
in the meantime, believe me, I am sensible of your goodness.
It may make matters easier if you take a letter from me to my
sister. I am afraid I cannot write myself, but I could
dictate--if it be not troubling you too much--there are a pen
and ink somewhere there; and if you could give me anything--I
still feel rather faint."
Graham rose, gave him another cordial, drew a small table to
the bedside, and sat down to write. M. Linders considered for
a moment, and then began to dictate.
"Ma soeur,--We parted five and twenty years ago, with a mutual
determination never to see each other again--a resolution which
has been perfectly well kept, and which there is no danger of
our breaking now, as I shall be in my grave before you read
this letter; and you will have the further consolation of
reflecting that, as we have never met again in this world,
neither is there any probability of our doing so in another----"
"Pardon me," said Graham, laying down his pen, as M.
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