"The late Mr. Rosewarne had given us no particulars," began Mr. Benny.
"He wrote at length to me about the school and his hopes for it."
"You knew him, then, Miss Marvin?"
"He was, in a fashion, a friend of my father's. He used to visit us regularly once a year.—But let me show you his letter."
"Not on any account!" Mr. Benny put up a flurried hand. "It—it wouldn't be right." He said it almost sharply. Hester, puzzled to know what offence she had nearly committed, and in some degree hurt by his tone, thrust the letter back in her pocket.
CHAPTER XI.
HESTER IS ACCEPTED.
"Well?" Mr. Sam lifted his eyes from his writing-table.
"Miss Marvin has arrived, sir, and is waiting in the morning-parlour," Mr. Benny announced.