Page 42 of 79 A LETTER FROM MISS JANE PERCY TO HER AUNT - Selected Prose of Oscar Wilde

Papa sends his love, in which James, and Reggie, and Maria all unite, and, hoping that Uncle Cecil's gout is better, believe me, dear aunt, ever your affectionate niece,

JANE PERCY.

PS.--Do tell me about the bows. Jennings insists they are the fashion.--_Lord Arthur Savile's Crime_.

		The only duty we have with history is to rewrite it. Oscar Wilde