Chapter 17: Mrs. Senter to Her Sister, Mrs. Burden, at Glen Lachlan, N. B

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​⁠White Hart Hotel, Launceston, Cornwall, Aug. 10th

My Dear Sis: It came off all right. My things usually do, don't they? With some women, it is only their lip-salve and face powder that come off. With me, it is plans. Luckily I inherited mamma's genius for high diplomacy, while you, alas, only came in for her rheumatism. And by the way, how are your poor dear bones? Not devilled, I hope? Do forgive