"I dare say you get nothing but gems and gold," Sophy retorted. "I don't suppose that Mr. Brehgert knows what a gooseberry is." At that moment the letter was brought in, and Georgiana knew the writing. "I suppose that's from Mr. Brehgert," said Sophy.
"I don't think it matters much to you who it's from." She tried to be composed and stately, but the letter was too important to allow of composure, and she retired to read it in privacy.
The letter was as follows:--
MY DEAR GEORGIANA,

"I dare say you get nothing but gems and gold," Sophy retorted. "I don't suppose that Mr. Brehgert knows what a gooseberry is." At that moment the letter was brought in. "I suppose that's from Mr. Brehgert."
"I don't think it matters to you who it's from." Georgiana tried to be composed and stately, but the letter was too important to allow of composure, and she retired to read it in privacy.
The letter was as follows:
My dear Georgiana,
