seaside. We had only five minutes' talk (it was at a railway
station), but she mentioned that you were at present in London, and
gave me your address. After all these years, how glad I should be to
see you! The struggle of life has made me selfish; I have neglected
my old friends. And yet I am bound to add that some of _them_ have
neglected _me_. Would you rather that I came to your lodgings or you
to mine? Which you like. I hear that your elder sister is with you,
and that Monica is also in London somewhere. Do let us all see each
other once more. Write as soon as you can. My kindest regards to all
of you.--Sincerely yours,

RHODA NUNN.'

'How like her,' exclaimed Virginia, when she had read this aloud,
'to remember that perhaps we may not care to receive visitors! She
was always so thoughtful. And it is true that I _ought_ to have
written to her.'

'We shall go to her, of course?'

'Oh yes, as she gives us the choice. How delightful! I wonder what
she is doing? She writes cheerfully; I am sure she must be in a good
position. What is the address? Queen's Road, Chelsea. Oh, I'm so
glad it's not very far. We can walk there and back easily.'

For several years they had lost sight of Rhoda Nunn. She left
Clevedon shortly after the Maddens were scattered, and they heard
she had become a teacher. About the date of Monica's apprenticeship
at Weston, Miss Nunn had a chance meeting with Virginia and the
younger girl; she was still teaching, but spoke of her work with