“Then it cannot be important,” Jeanne said stuffily.
“Oh, but it is,” Sheena persisted. “Please, please, Jeanne, be kind. I will never ask it of you again.”
“Very well, madame. Just this once,” Jeanne agreed.
She still looked so disagreeable that Sheena remembered that Lucien had said she expected a monetary arrangement when giving her services.
Uncomfortably, because she was not used to tipping people, especially those who were much older than herself, Sheena drew her last five hundred francs out of her bag and offered it to Jeanne.
“It is all I have at the moment,” she said. “But when I am paid my salary I will give you some more.”
Sheena expected Jeanne to refuse it, but the Frenchwoman was far too practical and business-minded to refuse money or to feel in the least embarrassed a
