"`Sir,--It is an unpleasant task, but as I have had your daughter
living beneath my roof, I feel it to be my duty to inform you that two
days ago she left here in a clandestine manner, and has not thought
proper to return. It is, of course, a very painful admission to make,
especially to her father, but as it is a duty, I do not shrink
therefrom. Your daughter's conduct has given Mrs Saint Ray great
cause for anxiety from the first, as it has been flighty, and not at
all lady-like. We should very shortly have dismissed her, as we do
not approve of gentlemen visiting the instructress of our children.
As she has, however, taken this step, I have no more to say, and
feeling that I have done my duty,'
"`I am,'
"`Your obedient Servant,'
"`Alexander Saint Ray.'
"`Mr Hendrick.'
"If I had any remnant of my old weakness hanging about before, it was
all cleared away now, as I stood tearing the letter to fragments.
"`It's a lie--a wicked, atrocious lie!' I exclaimed, stamping on the
pieces. `Our darling has been driven away, or there is something wrong.
She would never act like this.'
"`Never, Harry,' exclaimed my wife, who stood there flushed and angry
one moment, pale as ashes the next. `But stop! what are you going to
do?'
"`Going to do?' I roared, `going to seek for our child.'
"`But you are not strong enough--the agitation--'
"`Strong! agitation!' I exclaimed, catching her so tightly by the arm
that she winced. `Look at me, Lizzy; I never felt stronger in my life.'
"In less than an hour I was being whirled up to town by the train, and
on reaching the station, the cab that took me on to Woodmount Square
seemed to crawl.
"I thundered so at the knocker, and dragged so fiercely at the visitors'
bell, that the footman in a tawdry livery stared at me aghast as he
opened the door, and I strode in.
"`Tell your master I want to see him,' I said hastily.
"`Ain't at home, sir,' he said, recovering himself.
"`Your mistress, then,' I cried fiercely.
"`She ain't--'
"`Confound you!' I roared, catching him by the collar, to the
disarrangement of his white cravat; `tell her--there, there!' I said,
cooling down and slipping a couple of florins in the man's hand. `Here,
show me in directly to either of them; I am Miss Hendrick's father.'
"The man's frightened, angry face changed on the instant, and he showed
me at once into a garish drawing-room, where a coarse, florid woman was
lying back on a lounge, fanning herself.
"`Mrs Saint Ray,' I said hastily, `my name is Hendrick. I have come up
in answer to your husband's letter.'
"`You must see him, my good man,' she exclaimed angrily. `I told Thomas
not to admit any one.'
"`But this is life or death to me, madam--my child's honour. Tell me, I
beg of you, all you know.'
"`You people should bring your children up better,' was the reply.
`It's very dreadful--very shocking! and my poor darlings have had a most
narrow escape.'
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