But, of course, one feels differently a little if one has tried
to do something--and you can if you like, you know."
Sybil's face was perfectly brilliant with smiles.
"You think that I can?" she exclaimed. "How nice of you. I don't mind
how hard it is at first. I may be a little awkward, but I don't think
I'm stupid."
"You think this sort of work is the sort you would like best?"
"Why, yes. It seems so practical, you know," Sybil declared. "You must
be doing good, even if some of the people don't deserve it. I don't
know about the washing, but I don't mind it a bit. Do you think it will
be a busy morning?"
"I am sure it will," Mary answered. "A number of the people are getting
to work again now, since the Tariff Revision Bill passed, and they keep
coming to us for clothes and boots and things. I shall give you the
skirts and blouses to look after as soon as the washing is over.
"Delightful," Sybil exclaimed. "I am sure I can manage that."
"And on no account must you give any money to any one," Mary said.
"That is most important."
"I will remember," Sybil promised.
Pages:
374
375
376
377
378
379
380
381
382
383
384
385
386
387
388
389
390
391
392
393
394
395
396
397
398