“Say, Jonas! Tell me something.”
“Yes’m,” said Jonas promptly, as he saw Molly fumbling in her purse.
“Who is the new girl the madam has just hired?”
“Lawsy!” chuckled Jonas. “How’d you knowed she hired that girl?”
“She was in madam’s room while we were,” said Molly, composedly.
“You mean that tall, freckled-faced girl, don’t you?” asked Jonas.
“Yes. What is her name?”
“Cynthie. Dat wot Miss Small called her when she brought her downstairs,” said Jonas.
The two girls exchanged satisfied glances. Molly put a small coin in the boy’s palm. “Come on, Beth,” she said. “Eighty and Eighty-one are right around this way.”
A side corridor brought them, followed by Jonas with the bags, to two doors not far from each other and with the two numbers in question painted on the lintels. Other doors were open on the corridor and Molly Granger was hailed by other girls.