"Just now I have
so much upon my hands that I dare not risk even the slightest
distraction."
"In another ten years," Sybil said, "you will find it more difficult to
enlarge your life than now. I can't believe that absorption in any one
thing is natural at your age."
Mary looked steadfastly down at the horses.
"We must all decide what is best for ourselves," she said. "I have not
your disposition, remember."
"Nothing in the world," Sybil said, "would convince me that it is well
for any girl of your age to crowd everything out of her life except
work, however fine and useful the work may be. Now you have admitted
that except for Mr. Brooks and the people you have met in connection
with his work you have no friends in London. I want you to count me a
friend, Miss Scott. You have been very kind to me, and made everything
delightfully easy. Why can't you let me try and repay it a little?"
"I have only done my duty," Mary answered, quietly. "I am supposed to
show new helpers what to do, and you have picked it up very quickly. And
as for the rest--don't think me unkind, but I have no room for
friendships in my life just now.
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