"
"In that case," Mary answered, "I shall be very glad, of course, to put
you in the way of it. I am going to my own branch this morning at
Stepney. Will you come with me?"
"If you are sure I shan't be a nuisance," Sybil answered, gratefully.
"Good-bye, Mr. Brooks. I'm awfully obliged to you, and will talk it
all over at the Henages' to-night."
The two girls drove off in Sybil's brougham. Mary, in her quiet little
hat and plain jacket, seemed to her companion, notwithstanding her air
of refinement, to be a denizen of some other world. And between the two
there was from the first a certain amount of restraint.
"Do you give up your whole time to this sort of work?" Sybil asked,
presently.
"I do now," Mary answered. "I had other employment in the morning, but
I gave that up last week. I am a salaried official of the Society from
last Monday."
Sybil stole a swift side-glance at her.
"Do you know, I think that it must be a very satisfactory sort of life,"
she said.
Mary's lips flickered into the faintest of smiles. "Really!"
"Oh, I mean it," Sybil continued.
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