"Such as—?"
I knew what she meant by the questioning look and the encouraging smile of the bright eyes.
"I'm—I'm hoping to find a job," I stammered to her obvious astonishment.
"Oh!" It was a surprised little crow. "To find one!"
"Yes, miss; to find one."
"Of—of what sort?"
"Clerical work," I said, boldly.
She bent her head over her note-book. "Your name?"
"Jasper Soames."
"Age?"