"All these weeks cooped up in a little room in London waiting for further orders, only to have them _dare_ to tell me--after all the encouragement I'd had--that I was too young and inexperienced to go on into Russia, and that I could be of greater service in organization work back home. Think of it, Nancy! And then shipping me back as though I was a little child. I have worn myself out with disappointment, rage and disgust. I came here to your rooms and slept last night in your bed (as much as any one could sleep with the Finnegan baby cutting a tooth downstairs) and I shall stay here until I can calm down enough to make some definite plans. "... You've been a dear, Nancy, and I've been quite curious to know how you've gotten on. I never dreamed you'd stay so long! And now I must ask you to stay just a little longer, until I know what I want to do. Under no circumstances let my aunt know the truth...." Nancy read the letter three times--she could scarcely believe her eyes. Poor Anne, her splendid dreams had come to nothing. In her own desire to clean her soul by confession, she had forgotten Anne! Of course she could not tell Aunt Sabrina--at least not now. She must wait, as Anne had asked. "Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive," Nancy repeated, bitterly, feeling as though the web she had made was tying her hand and foot. B'lindy, looking in from the kitchen, saw her. B'lindy's face was strangely brightened; she gave a mysterious crook to her finger as she beckoned to Nancy to come into the kitchen. "I set some coffee by for you--I guessed you'd be tuckered out after yesterday, ridin' round in that storm and then findin' the wallet was 'nough to tucker anybody." Before she poured the coffee she closed the door leading into the front of the house. "Miss Nancy, there's been more changes in Happy House even than findin' that wallet!" "What do you mean, B'lindy?" B'lindy leaned a radiant face over Nancy. "It's Miss Sabriny--she's been just like she was born again! I guess folks won't know her. And you'll never guess what we're goin' to have up here. _A baby!_" Nancy was frankly astonished. Then B'lindy told her what, in the excitement of the afternoon before, she had not heard--of finding the baby and Davy's note.