Chapter 35 THREE LETTERS

Walter Egremont to Mrs. Ormonde.

'Where I to spend the rest of my natural life in this country-which assuredly I have no intention of doing-I think I should never settle down to an hour's indulgence of those tastes which were born in me, and which, in spite of all neglect, are in fact as strong as ever. I cannot read the books I wish to read; I