"And when do you take your vacation?" asked a fellow worker as they were leaving the building after the day's work.
"Not until the last of the month," returned the woman wearily. "And you?"
"Me, oh, I must go Monday! And it's such a shame! I've just received a charming invitation for two weeks later but no one cares to exchange time with me. No one, you see, can go on such short notice. I don't suppose that you—" she paused suggestively.
"I will exchange time with you," said the woman simply.
"Will you really? Now, that is clever of you! Are you sure that you don't mind?"
"Indeed, I will be glad to get away earlier."
"But can you get ready to go so soon?"
The woman smiled. "I shall do very little getting ready."
The other looked at her musingly. "No, I suppose not, you are so queer that way. Seems to me I can't find time enough to make new things. One just must keep up, you know."
"It is settled then?" asked the woman, at the corner where they parted.