Brooks, you look like one of those poor people whom
you have been working for in the slums. If starvation was catching, I
should think that you had caught it. You must try my muffins."
Sybil caught his eye, and laughed.
"Mother hasn't altered much, has she?" she asked.
CHAPTER II
MR. LAVILETTE INTERFERES
"What is this Kingston Brooks' affair that Lavilette has hold of now?"
yawned a man over his evening papers. "That fellow will get into
trouble if he doesn't mind."
"Some new sort of charity down in the East End," one of the little group
of club members replied. "Fellow has a lot of branches, and tries to
make 'em a sort of family affair. He gets a pile of subscriptions, and
declines to publish a balance-sheet. Lavilette seems to think there's
something wrong somewhere."
"Lavilette's such a suspicious beggar," another man remarked. "The
thing seems all right. I know people who are interested in it, who say
it's the most comprehensive and common-sense charity scheme of the day."
"Why doesn't he pitch into Lavilette, then? Lavilette's awfully
insulting.
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