"You go first," said Faith, turning to Miss Jones, pleasantly.
The woman blushed a little and left the counter sullenly.
"Miss Fairbanks!" called Faith, as soon as she had disposed of several customers, "please come over here a minute; I want to speak to you!"
Miss Fairbanks came over and stood close by the counter. She felt sure that Faith was about to confide about Miss Brady.
"Miss Fairbanks, I want you to help me," the young girl whispered. "I want you to help me get better acquainted with Miss Brady, and, if possible, show me a way to win her confidence."
"For mercy's sake, what for?" asked the buyer, in amazement.
"Simply to give me a chance to prove my innocence, for one thing; I want her to know that I never even had the desire to see Mr. James Denton, much less to flirt with him!"
"Is that true?" asked the buyer, gazing at Faith very seriously.
The color mounted swiftly to the cheeks and brow of the young girl, but, without turning her eyes, she answered:
"It is quite true, Miss Fairbanks."