“Hardly,” she replied grimly.
He had heard of men going perforce without food, but he did not remember ever having heard of a woman in that predicament. Certainly he had never before met one.
“You mean that you’ve gone broke, too?”
“Why, certainly,” she answered. “The firm I was with first went broke, and it was a couple of months before I found another position. But that’s over now. What I want to know is what you’re going to do until Saturday.”
“Oh, I’ll worry along,” he answered confidently.
She shook her head.
“Worry won’t carry you along.”
She hesitated a moment, and then said impulsively:––
“Now, look here––don’t get peeved at what I’m going to say, will you?”