You can always get money if you
can show that it is to be well spent."
"And what about the helpers?"
"Well, I know of a few," he said, "who I think would come in, and there
is one to whom I would have to pay a small salary."
"I could come in the afternoons," she said.
"Capital! But are you sure," he said, after a moment's hesitation,
"that it is quite fair to yourself?
"Oh, I can manage with my morning's salary," she answered, laughing. "I
shan't starve. Besides, I can always burn a little midnight oil."
A waiter stood at their table for a moment, deftly carving some new
dish, and Brooks, leaning back in his chair, glanced critically at his
companion. In his judgment she represented something in womankind
essentially of the durable type. He appreciated her good looks, the air
with which she wore her simple clothes, her large full eyes, her wide,
gently-humorous mouth, and the hair parted in the middle, and rippling
away towards her ears. A frank companionable woman, whose eyes had
never failed to look into his, in whom he had never at any time seen a
single shadow of embarrassment.
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