Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. Wood as a play-room to the two boys; and, like most boy's playrooms, it exhibited a total absence of order, or neatness. All at once he saw a way out of the threatening doldrums. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. Until that moment, Jarvis had imagined the child to be safe in the wet-nurse’s cottage. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to receive every day in the year. It is a matter of degree.
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