"In some quiet street," replied Miss Meakin. "Why not?"
"With one's fingers?"
"There's no one to see you."
Mavis looked dubious.
"It's either that or picking up 'boys,'" remarked Miss Meakin.
"Picking up boys!" echoed Mavis, with a note of indignation in her voice.
"It's what the girls do here if they don't want to go hungry."
"But I don't quite understand."
"Didn't you come here through old Orgles's influence?" asked Miss Meakin guardedly.
"Nothing of the kind; one of the partners got me in."