She could have had the moon. I lit it for her and she sat on the arm of the chair. “This is the craziest thing that’s ever happened to me,” she said at last. “Perhaps I’d better start at the beginning. You remember the day when you took me out to lunch?”
I nodded. Remember the day? Why, I’d got it tattooed on my brain.
“When I got back, Mr. Spencer sent for me and was furious that I had gone out with you. I couldn’t just understand what he was talking about. I guess I got mad too and told him I’d go out with whom I liked in my lunch-hours. So he fired me.”
She paused and looked to see what I thought of that. I didn’t think it was the right time to tell her that I knew this already. Maybe she might’ve got a little sore if she knew I’d been around making inquiries. So I made a few tutting noises and waggled my eyebrows up and down.
“I was so mad I just walked straight out of the office and went home. The next morning I got a letter asking me to come in and see Mr. Spencer. I threw the letter away and took no notice. I spent the morning looking for another job. It surprised me the number of offers I got.”
“Just a moment,” I put in. “You say you got a lot of offers. Why did that surprise you?”
She shrugged a little. “You know how it is to-day. Jobs don’t grow on the trees. But I really got some fantastic offers. It made me think there was something wrong about them, so I didn’t close with any of them. I went home to think about them.”
“Did you tell them that you’d been working with Mackenzie Fabrics?”
“Of course.”
“And were you trying for a job in the same trade?”