I have a serious charge
to bring against you."
"What do you mean, sir?" asked the housekeeper, nervously.
"Why did you suppress the letter which my boy wrote to me revealing
his place of imprisonment?"
"I don't know what you mean, sir," she answered, half defiantly.
"I think you do."
"Did Master Herbert write such a letter?" "Yes."
"Then it must have miscarried."
"On the contrary, the postman expressly declares that he delivered
it at this house. I charge you with concealing or suppressing it."
"The charge is false. You can't prove it, sir."
"I shall not attempt to do so; but I am thoroughly convinced of it.
After this act of treachery, I cannot permit you to spend another
night in my house. You will please pack at once, and arrange for a
removal."
"I am entitled to a month's notice, Mr. Reynolds."
"You shall have a month's wages in lieu of it. I would as soon have
a serpent in my house."
Mrs. Estabrook turned pale. She had never expected it would come
to this. She thought no one would ever be able to trace the
suppressed letter to her. She was not likely again to obtain so
comfortable and desirable a position. Instead of attributing her ill
fortune to her own malice and evil doing, she chose to attribute it
to Grant.
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