"She won't recognise my style in that," said Becky. "I made the sentences short and brisk on purpose." And this authentic missive was despatched under cover to Miss Briggs.
Old Miss Crawley laughed when Briggs, with great mystery, handed her over this candid and simple statement. "We may read it now Mrs. Bute is away," she said. "Read it to me, Briggs."

"She won't recognise my style in that," said Becky. And this authentic missive was sent to Miss Briggs.
Old Miss Crawley laughed when Briggs handed it over. "We may read it now Mrs. Bute is away," she said. "Read it to me, Briggs."
