'And then we won't be sent to school,' put in Bobby.
True gave him a sharp nudge with her elbow.
'Don't talk so much,' she said.
Bobby subsided meekly. He felt this strange experience was rather bewildering, and wondered at True's calm composure.
'I'll help you to find one,' said the young girl. 'I'm studying to be one myself, so I know the sort you ought to have.'
True looked at her with interest. She was in a shabby blue serge coat and skirt, but she wore a bunch of violets in her buttonhole. Her hat was dark blue, her gloves were white worsted ones, and her face was bright and smiling. Her whole appearance was pleasant. When she got up to go, she held out her hands to them.
'Come on. I'll show you where governesses can be found, and perhaps help you choose one. It will be great fun!'
True and Bobby followed her delightedly. The old lady shook her head after them with a sigh.
'The irresponsibility of men! It's to be hoped that young person won't decoy them away and rob them. I think we ought to have handed them over to the police to see them safely home.'
The man at the farther end of the 'bus spoke for the first time. As the old lady addressed him he was obliged to do so.