Lucian would rather have waited; but she would not write while he was there. So he left, satisfied on the whole with the success of his mission. When he was gone, she took a pen, endorsed his draft neatly, placed it in a drawer, and wrote to Cashel thus:
“ Dear Mr. Cashel Byron, — I have just discovered your secret. I am sorry; but you must not come again. Farewell. Yours faithfully,
“ Lydia Carew. ”
Lydia kept this note by her until next morning, when she read it through carefully. She then sent Bashville to the post with it.
CHAPTER IX
Cashel ’ s pupils frequently requested him to hit them hard — not to play with them — to accustom them to regular, right down, severe hitting, and no nonsense. He only pretended to comply; for he knew that a black eye or loosened tooth would be immode
