Nobody answered.
She knocked again louder.

Then a voice responded "Come in." Mrs.
Field turned the knob carefully, and opened the door.

It led directly into the room.

There was a dull oil-cloth carpet, some beetling cases of heavy books, a few old arm-chairs, and one battered leather easy-chair.

A great desk stood against the farther wall, and a man was seated at it, with his back toward the door.