"
Then her head fell languidly back, her eyes closed, and the tears
welled through them: they knew the way by this time.
CHAPTER XXII.
NEXT morning in came Mr. Angelo, with glowing cheeks and sparkling
eyes.
"I have got a letter, a most gratifying one. My friend called on Mr.
Rolfe, and gave him my lines; and he replies direct to me. May I read
you his letter?"
"Oh, yes."
"'DEAR SIR--The case you have sent me, of a gentleman confined on
certificates by order of an interested relative--as you presume, for
you have not seen the order--and on grounds you think insufficient, is
interesting, and some of it looks true; but there are gaps in the
statement, and I dare not advise in so nice a matter till these are
filled; but that, I suspect, can only be done by the lady herself. She
had better call on me in person; it may be worth her while. At home
every day, 10--3, this week. As for yourself, you need not address me
through Greatrex. I have seen you pull No. 6, and afterward stroke in
the University boat, and you dived in Portsmouth Harbor, and saved a
sailor. See "Ryde Journal," Aug. 10, p. 4, col. 3; cited in my Day-book
Aug. 10, and also in my Index hominum, in voce "Angelo"--_ha! ha!
here's a fellow for detail!_
"Yours very truly,
"'ROLFE.
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