“Thanks, I no longer need it. I have decided for myself.”
“May I ask how?”
“To brave my enemy.”
“Good! But what decided you so suddenly?”
“The finding of a friend.” And with a grateful glance she was gone.
Chapter VI ON THE WATCH
“If you please, Mr. Coventry, did you get the letter last night?” were the first words that greeted the “young master” as he left his room next morning.
“What letter, Dean? I don’t remember any,” he answered, pausing, for something in the maid’s manner struck him as peculiar.