"Perhaps Daddy's letters are not so interesting," suggested Tommy.

Tessa chuckled. "Shall I tell you what? She'd ever so much rather have a
letter from the Rajah. I know she would. She keeps his locked up, but
she never bothers about Daddy's. I can't think what the Rajah finds to
write about when they are always meeting. I think it's silly, don't
you?"

"Very silly," said Tommy. "I hate writing letters myself. Beastly dull
work."

"Perhaps you will excuse me while I read mine," said Mrs. Ralston.

Stella smiled at her. "Oh do! Perhaps there will be some interesting
news of Kurrumpore in it."

"News of Monck perhaps," suggested Tommy. "There's a fellow who never
writes a letter. I haven't the faintest idea where he is or what he is
doing, except that he went to his brother somewhere in England. He is
due back in about a fortnight, but I probably shan't hear a word of him
until he's there."

"You have not written to him either?" questioned Stella.

"I couldn't. I didn't know where to write." Tommy's eyes met hers with
slight hesitation. "I haven't been able to tell him anything of our
affairs. It's quite possible though that he will have heard before he
gets back to The Green Bungalow. He generally gets hold of things."