"Ten pounds!"
"Yes. Only as I wanted it done in a great hurry, I knew that would mean two machines instead of one; and besides that, the men expect overtime pay for Saturday afternoons. I'm afraid it'll cost thirteen or fourteen pounds. But think how nice it's going to be. Look at this room. You wouldn't know it."
"Fourteen pounds!"
The wages of a morning charwoman for over three months! Squandered in a few hours! The potentialities of Violet's energetic brain frightened him.
"You aren't vexed, I'm sure!" said Violet.
"Of course I'm not," he replied blandly, admitting the nobility of her motives and the startling efficiency of her methods.
"Perhaps I ought to have told you."
"Yes."
"But, you see, I wanted it to be a surprise for you."
He walked back into the shop and thence outside.