raised doubts in my mind; but of these I was soon cured by recollecting
a sentence at the beginning--'An effort must be made which will restore
him to reason. Yet the question must be examined.'--Certainly--You
could not be Anna St. Ives, and act or feel otherwise.

But I absolutely adore this youth, this Frank Henley!

The boy is waiting; he will be too late for the post. Be that my excuse
for the briefness of this; but do not fail, my dear dear Anna, to write
fully every thing that passes. Your last has both warmed my feelings,
nay in some measure my fears, and excited my curiosity.

Yours eternally,

L. CLIFTON


P.S. I will write more at length tomorrow.




LETTER VII

_Abimelech Henley to Sir Arthur St. Ives, Baronet_

_Wenbourne-Hill_

Most onnurable Sir, my ever onnurd Master,