that a fear about Sarah had been at least one element of his depression.
There was a large mail waiting for him, and the topmost letter was one from Eleanor. He lifted and laid it aside until he had attended to every other communication. He expected something disagreeable to come out of that small, smooth, emblazoned envelope, and he was not deceived. Eleanor was in debt, and afraid to tell her husband She accused him of a stingy unreasonableness. She said he expected her to visit lords and ladies, and yet would not understand that many changes of clothing were necessary for such visits. The end and sum of the complaint was that she needed live hundred pounds to enable her to leave London honorably.
And Jonathan sent her the five hundred pounds at once, though he did not fail to give her with it much salutary advice, for running into debt was one of those social sins he found it hard, under any circumstances, to excuse. By the next post he received his money back, with a sternly polite note from Aske. It was evident that Aske had received the letter intended for his wife, and that he was exceed-
