Only one letter for the villa this morning." He
handed her the solitary missive which the mail had brought and departed,
whistling cheerfully, on his way down the street.
Ann fingered the bulky envelope with satisfaction. It was addressed in
Robin's handwriting, and she carried it off to a sunny corner of the garden
to enjoy its contents at leisure.
"Dear Little Ann"--ran the letter. _"Here, at last is the good news
we have both been waiting for! I have been offered exactly the kind
of billet I wanted--that of estate-agent to a big land-owner. The
salary is a really generous one, and there's a jolly little cottage
goes with it, so that you'll be able to chuck free-lancing and come
and keep house for me as we've always planned. Needless to say,
I've accepted the job!_
_"And now to give you all details. My future employer is one, Eliot
Coventry. We've had several interviews and I liked him very much,
although he struck me as rather a queer sort of chap. I should put
him down as dead straight and thoroughly dissatisfied with life!
Heronsmere, the Coventry place, is a fine old house--one of those
old Elizabethan houses you're so cracked on.
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