"The only friend I had," thought Maggie.
The next development was an announcement from Aunt Anne that she
would like Maggie to accompany her to a meeting at Miss Avies'. Aunt
Anne did not explain what kind of a meeting it would be, and Maggie
asked no questions. She simply replied that she would go. She had
indeed by this time a very considerable curiosity of her own as to
what every one thought was going to happen in ten days' time.
Perhaps this meeting would enlighten her. It did.
On arriving at Miss Avies' gaunt and menacing apartment she found
herself in the very stronghold of the Inside Saints. It was a
strange affair, and Maggie was never to see anything quite like it
again. In the first place, Miss Avies' room was not exactly the
place in which you would have expected to discover a meeting of this
kind.
She lived over a house-agent's in John Street, Adelphi. Her sitting-
room was low-ceilinged with little diamond-paned windows. The place
was let furnished, and the green and red vases on the mantelpiece,
the brass clock and the bright yellow wallpaper were properties of
the landlord.
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