Excerpt from Account Rendered SO Mrs. Winthrop, at the hour of seven in the evening in this first week in September, knocked at the door Of her husband's study and instantly entered. Her entrance at that hour, as she well knew, was irregular, since it was a fairly polite fiction in the house that James went to his room after tea, and did his work, at which he must be undisturbed, until the sounding Of the dressing-bell. But below such surface knowledge lay the austerer verity, also known to them both, that there was no reason in the world why he should not be disturbed at any hour. Indeed, at this sacred time, as both he and his wife very well knew (though the knowledge was politely kept below the surface, and only occasionally came to light, the sea, as it were, giving up its dead), sometimes he played Patience, some times he read the paper and dozed, sometimes, more frankly, he settled himself with his back to the light and slept. To-day he happened to be playing Patience, when the door sounded with knuckles. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.