Thanks for yours. My dear child, I have taken your excellent advice and am very glad that I did so. Your plan of campaign has proved most successful. I have had Jack with me for hours in the smoking room at the hotel, where the ladies staying in the hotel as well as the men always resort. It is a large room and affords ample opportunity for a _tete-a-tete_. Of these opportunities I have availed myself to the fullest possible extent. And with what result, you will naturally ask? With the result, my dear, of making this man absolutely mad about me. He has become an utter imbecile. _C'est tout dit_. His incoherent raving would only bore you, so, like the kindhearted little person I am, I spare you this infliction. Suffice it to say that he is mine body and soul. I say nothing about his fortune, because that naturally goes with the other two. Let me thank you sincerely for your wise counsels, And, believe me, Ever affectionately yours, ALICE. _Miss Amy Conway to Miss Rose Dacre_. ALFORD STREET. THURSDAY. DEAREST ROSE, I have been anxiously expecting to hear from you, but you have not sent me a single line. I say "anxiously," not that I really feel the least anxiety about you, being perfectly positive, as I am, that all will be right. But, my dearest girl, I am so deeply interested in this affair that, of course, I am anxious to hear how matters are going on. And you are a very naughty child not to have written to me before. Repair your sin of omission as soon as possible, and let me have a full account of all your proceedings. With much love, Yours ever, AMY. _From Miss Rose Dacre to Miss Amy Conway,_ 30, _Alford Street, Park Lane_. YACHT "MARIE," COWES. _August 2nd_, 1901. DEAREST AMY, Pray forgive me for not having written sooner. But as the French say, _tout savoir est tout pardonner._ And having been for many days in the depth of despair, worried out of my life, and half dead with anxiety, I have not really been able to put pen to paper. But now all is changed, and I am able to address you with a light heart. I am sure, Amy, that you will be longing to know why, and for this reason I will not for a moment leave you a victim to the most terrible ailment that can attack our sex--unsatisfied feminine curiosity.