“My dear miss Maryllia,—­I feel sure you do not realise the great pain you are inflicting on your aunt, as well as on myself, by declining to answer our letters except by telegram.  Pray remember that we are quite in the dark as to the state of your health, your surroundings and your general well-being.  Your sudden departure from town, was, if you will permit me to say so, a most unwise impulse, causing as it has done, the greatest perplexity in your own social circle and among your hosts of friends.  I have done my best to smooth matters over, by assuring all enquirers that certain matters on your country estate required your personal supervision, but rumour, as you know, has many tongues which are not likely to be easily silenced.  Your aunt was much surprised and disturbed to receive from you a box of peacock’s feathers, without any word from yourself.  She has no doubt you meant the gift kindly, but was not the manner of giving somewhat strange?—­let me say eccentric?  I hope you will allow me to point out to you that nothing is more fatal to a woman in good society than to attain any sort of reputation for eccentricity.  I may take the liberty of saying this to you as an old friend, and as one who still holds persistently to the dear expectation, despite much discouragement, of being able soon to call you by a closer name than mere friendship allows.  The disagreement between your aunt and yourself should surely be a matter of slight duration, and not sufficient in any case to warrant your rash decision to altogether resign the protection and kindly guardianship which she, on her part, has exercised over you for so many years.  I cannot too strongly impress upon your mind the fatal effect any long absence from her is likely to have on your position in society, and though as yet you have only been about three weeks away, people are talking and will no doubt continue to talk.  If you find your old home an agreeable change from town life, pray allow your aunt to join you there.  She will do so, I am sure, with pleasure.  She misses you very greatly, and I will never believe that you would wilfully cause her needless trouble.  I may not, I know, express my own feelings on the subject, as I should probably only incur your scorn or displeasure, but simply as an honest man who wishes you nothing but good, I ask you quietly to consider to what misrepresentation and calumny you voluntarily expose yourself by running away, as it were, from a rightful and affectionate protector and second mother like your good aunt, and living all alone in the country without any one of your immediate circle of friends within calling distance.  Is there a more compromising or more ludicrous position than that of the independent and defenceless female?  I think not!  She is the laughing-stock of the clubs, and the perennial joke of the comic press.  Pray do not place yourself in the same category with the despised and unlovely of your sex, but remain on the height where Nature placed you, and where your charm and intelligence can best secure acknowledgment from the less gifted and fortunate.  Entreating your pardon for any word or phrase in this letter which may unluckily chance to annoy you, I am. my dear Miss Maryllia,—­Yours with the utmost devotion,”
                                                       “Roxmouth.”