1. MARCH THE TWENTY-FIRST. MORNINGNext morning the steward went out as usual. He shortly told his
companion, Anne, that he had almost matured their scheme, and that
they would enter upon the details of it when he came home at night.
The fortunate fact that the rector's letter did not require an
immediate answer would give him time to consider.
Anne Seaway then began her duties in the house. Besides daily
superintending the cook and housemaid one of these duties was, at
rare intervals, to dust Manston's office with her own hands, a
servant being supposed to disturb the books and papers
unnecessarily. She softly wandered from table to shelf with the
duster in her hand, afterwards standing in the middle of the room,
and glancing around to discover if any noteworthy collection of
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