Faith told her how difficult it had been to get any position at all, but she did not dream of telling her how closely her name and work had been connected with the matter.
When she spoke of Mr. Forbes, Miss Jennings fairly shuddered.
"He's a terrible brute," she said in a nervous whisper. "And what do you think, Faith; he's a Sunday-school teacher!"
"Oh no, it can't be!"
Faith caught her breath with a shiver.
"I mean, it doesn't seem possible," she added after a minute.
"Yes, he is," reiterated Miss Jennings soberly.
"I used to go to the same church. Now I don't go to any—I have no use for religion!"
She started coughing, and this gave Faith an opportunity to recover from the shock. When the spasm was over she put her arms affectionately over Miss Jennings' shoulder.
"What has turned you against religion, dear?" she asked very softly. "Is it such men as Mr. Forbes, or just the bitterness from misfortune?"