Chapter 22 THE EDITOR OF THE GREYWOLDS MERCURY.

Morning after morning Meg appeared at her post. She was punctual. As the clock struck ten her knock sounded at the library door, and she glided in. The greeting between her employer and herself was always the same-a formal and courtly bow from him, an inclination of the head and low "Good morning, sir," from her. Then she would begin to read. She k