The servant who let him in one Tuesday in May knew that Whitmore had come to make Mrs. Sên an offer of marriage, and when the man let the peer out half an hour later, Jenkins had no doubt that his mistress had refused the offer. How he knew, Jenkins could not have told you. It was years since Jenkins had listened at door ajar or keyhole--not since he’d been a very under footman. Mrs. Sên did not hobnob with her maid. Avenues of intimate information open to servants in many households simply did not exist in Mrs. Sên’s homes. But Jenkins knew.…
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