"I'm sorry you have such a cough!"
Faith whispered the words quickly.
Number 89 was about to reply when Miss Fairbanks, the buyer, passed the counter.
"No loitering, Miss Jennings! Don't you see there are customers waiting? Forward at once! And you, packer, attend to business! I see you have goods in your hands. Wrap them up this minute!"
CHAPTER IV.
SOME UNPLEASANT INFORMATION.
Faith's face turned scarlet, but she obeyed at once. The next instant the buyer was forgotten. She was thinking of Miss Jennings.
So the superintendent had not carried out his threat after all. He could not have forgotten it, his anger had been too genuine.
Faith was thankful enough that the poor girl was still at work, although she looked sick enough to be in bed in the care of a doctor.