I could not be more offended, my dear papa, by the trick you played on us by keeping Mr. Le Roy late last night and in closing the door so cruelly on me. I shall not expose myself anymore to a kind of joke you would not inflict on any other woman of your entourage, especially in that weather. You must not doubt my desire to do anything that is agreeable to you, and if you had told me that you wanted still another game, I would have consented with pleasure, even though it was already eleven o'clock, and dining at that hour is bad for women whose health is frail. But since they are not selfish, they will lend themselves to anything that can be pleasurable to the company, disregarding their own well-being and happiness. As I don't often enjoy the privilege of seeing Mr. Le Roy, it is only natural that I should want to have supper with him; it is the only time that he gives me, and it happens too seldom for me not to be afflicted when I am cheated of his presence. I return your umbrella and thank you for it