Miss L. No; but by that time I had some real education—an unpaid hotel bill, and not a shilling in the world. (Slight pause.) Some girls think it hardship to have to earn their living. The horror is not to be allowed to——
Jean. (bending forward). What happened?
Lady John (rises). My dear (to Miss Levering), have your things been sent down? Are you quite ready?
Miss L. Yes, all but my hat.
Jean. Well?
Miss L. Well, by chance I met a friend of my family.
Jean. That was lucky.
Miss L. I thought so. He was nearly ten years older than I. He said he wanted to help me. (Pause.)
Jean. And didn't he?