“Then sit down, that we may have a confidential chat,” replied the lady.
III. CHETWYND'S LETTER.
In such haste were the two girls to open the packet that they almost ran up the spiral-staircase to Mildred's bedroom, in which was a deep bay window.
In this recess they sat down.
Mildred's hand trembled as she tore open the packet.
It contained a long, closely-written letter, inside which was a folded sheet of paper that looked like a document of some kind.
This document dropped on the table, and was not examined at the moment.
The letter was dated on the previous day, but bore no address.