"Don't go," said a voice beside her.
Mr Orgles was standing quite near.
"Do you badly want a place?"
"Very badly."
"H'm!"
His big nostrils were dilating more than ever; he turned his head so that one of his eyes again looked into hers.
"Something might be got you," continued the man.
"It all depends on influence."
Mavis looked up quickly.
"I was wondering if you'd like me to do my best for you?"