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was the letter Gwendolen found on her table:—

,—I have been expecting to hear from you for a week. In your last you said the Langens thought of going to Baden. How could you be so thoughtless as to leave me in  uncertainty about your address? I am in the greatest anxiety lest this should not reach you. In any case you were to come home at the end of September, and I must now entreat you to return  as quickly as possible, for if you spent all your  money it would be out of my power to send you  any more, and you must not borrow of the Langens,  for I could not repay them. This is the sad truth, my child—I wish I could prepare you for