Craven.
"I'll do that if you will kindly think over what I have said," she
retorted, with the utmost composure; and then, after a curt
good-evening, she passed through the door I held open, nodding to me, as
though she would have remarked, "I'm more than a match for your master
still, young man."
"What a woman that is!" exclaimed Mr. Craven, as I resumed my seat.
"Do you think she really means what she says about the fifty pounds?"
I inquired.
"I do not know," he answered, "but I know I would cheerfully pay that
sum to anyone who could unravel the mystery of River Hall."
"Are you in earnest, sir?" I asked, in some surprise.
"Certainly I am," he replied.
"Then let me go and stay at River Hall," I said. "I will undertake to
run the ghost to earth for half the money."
7. MY OWN STORY
It is necessary now that I should tell the readers something about my
own antecedents.
Aware of how uninteresting the subject must prove, I shall make that
something as short as possible.
Already it will have been clearly understood, both from my own hints,
and from Miss Blake's far from reticent remarks on my position, that I
was a clerk at a salary in Mr. Craven's office.
But this had not always been the case. When I went first to Buckingham
Street, I was duly articled to Mr.
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