out?"

"Why, Mr. Geoffrey, I'll tell ye how. I got eyes an' I got ears, an'
sometimes I can see a bit with my eyes an' hear with my ears--that's
how! Oh, I've watched ye, Mr. Geoffrey--I've watched ye careful
because--well, because I sure love Hermy, an' 't would jest break my
'eart t' see her fallin' in love with a rogue!"

"So you think--that she is--falling in love, then?" enquired Ravenslee
slowly.

"Well, Hermy's Hermy, an' she's wrote you two letters to my knowin'--"

"No, only one, Mrs. Trapes."

"Now Hermy ain't the kind o' girl t' write twice to a man unless--"

"But she has only written me one letter, Mrs. Trapes--the one she left
with you last week."

"Oh, well--here's the other!" said Mrs. Trapes, laying before him an
envelope addressed in the handwriting he had come to know so well.

"Why didn't you give it to me before?" he enquired.

"Her orders, Mr. Geoffrey."

"Orders?"

"Orders!" nodded Mrs. Trapes. "She come in here last night an' give it