CHAPTER XIII

HOW ANTHEA CAME HOME "Lord!" said Adam, pausing with a chair under either arm, "Lord, Mr. Bellew, sir, I wonder what Miss Anthea will say?" With which remark he strode off with the two chairs to set them in their accustomed places. Seldom, indeed, had the old hall, despite its many years, seen such a running to and fro, heard such a patter of flying feet, such merry voices, such gay and heart-felt laughter. For here was Miss Priscilla, looking smaller than ever in a great armchair, whence she directed the disposal…