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"Do I want you to answer it?" repeated Bones, taking courage "Of

course I want you to answer it, my dear old paper-stainer and

decorator Take these words"

He paced the rooan

"Do you want irl

"No, perhaps not, perhaps not," said Bones "Start it like this: 'My

dear peevish one----"

The girl hesitated and then wrote down: "Dear Sir"

"'You are just showing your naughty temper,'" dictated Bones, and added

unnecessarily, "t-e-m-p-e-r"

It was a practice of his to spell sihty teNeed I say irl wrote: "Dear Sir,--No useful purpose would be served either in

replying to your letter of to-day's date, or re-opening the discussion

on the circumstances of which you co better Hamilton left early that

afternoon, so that when, just after the girl had said "Good night," and

Bones hi paper, and there came a rap

at the door of the outer office, he was quite alone

"Co,

eventually appeared through the door sacred to the use of Miss