CHAPTER XIV
TO BEG FOR MERCY
An upward glance at the clock on the mantel. It was late: within an hour of midnight. The servants had already gone to bed. Going to their rooms she gently knocked at the door; called to one of them by name:
"Ellen!"
"Yes, ma'am."
The reply in a frightened, startled voice. The tone betrayed the maid's fear that she was to hear bad news. The next words were a relief:
"You know where Mr. Masters lives?"
The possibility of a want of knowledge on the part of the servants never occurred to her. She was not in the least surprised when an affirmative answer was returned to her:
"Yes, ma'am."