"Isn't it rather nice to think it is real things you have to do with now?" asked Molly, rather wistfully. "Think how much better it is than our life here at home. All we have to do is to look after Mamma and the cats, and see that nothing happens to trouble them. Yes, I wish I was a man, to do real work in the world," added Molly with a sigh.
"If I stay talking here any longer, I shall be late for my work, and then I shall have Bristow down upon me with a solemn warning. The cashier's boy told me to-day that he was always down on people if they don't keep their time, and I have to be at the office ready for work by a quarter to nine."
[CHAPTER III]
MRS. MURRAY
"OH, I say, you girls have no idea what a great place ours is! I had to go all over it this morning, and Jack came to show me the way."
This was Arthur's greeting when he walked into the dining-room after his second day's work.
Annie looked up from her sewing to listen, while Molly said, "Tell us all about it. I am glad it is not just an ordinary shop."
"Oh, well, everybody knows Bradings are in a big way of business, but I never thought there were so many shops and factories. Why, the buildings down both the side streets and along the road behind the London Road all belong to Mr. Brading, and I have to be postman and deliver the letters every morning. It is jolly fun, I can tell you, with Jack to help me, and he is coming every morning for the first week, for fear I should lose my way in some of the passages and warehouses."
"But why can't the postman deliver the letters himself?" asked Molly, when her brother paused.
He shook his head. "I know nothing about that. All I know is that a private letter-bag is brought from the post office every morning, and Mr. Bristow told me when I went in, that it would be my duty to take charge of this and deliver the letters in the different departments. I was just wondering how I was to know where to find the places when Jack Brading rushed in.