“Wait!” said Miss Plummer, and as he appeared in the doorway she put her hand against his chest, and pushed him out into the hall. They began to talk in low voices.
Maggie crossed the room to a mirror hanging against the all. Well, anyhow, I look neat and clean, she said to herself with a sob rising in her throat. Anyhow, I don’t drink and carry on like these people.
But this gave her little comfort. She had lost the regard of everyone, above all, of Mrs. Crabtree. If my mother were here, she thought, I’d go right straight back to her now. I’d learn more about life in a position like this, Mother said. Well, I certainly have. I’ve learned enough to last me for a long time…
Miss Plummer came back into the room now followed by Johnny.
“I came to take you home, dear,” he said gently. “Rea
