CHAPTER VII.
CONCLUSION.
he two girls were in the shop next morning when a man came in and asked to see Mrs. Maple.
"I can serve you," said Marion who thought he looked at the window as though he wanted to give an order.
"Thank you; I don't doubt your ability, young woman, but I want to see your mistress."
Marion tossed her head rather disdainfully as she went into the little back parlour, for she did not like being called "young woman" by this stranger.
Mrs. Maple came out into the shop, and Marion returned to her work of dusting, while the stranger said a few words in an undertone to the old lady.
"What did you say?" she gasped, looking as though she had been shot, "come in here and tell me, for I'm sure this is a mistake."