“You shall have it; I will make it my first business to obtain a good recommendation for you as soon as he returns, and send it to you.”
“Thank you; you are very kind,” and a tear sprang to her eye at his thoughtfulness.
“When do you go?” he asked, as he was about turning away.
“As soon as I can pack my trunks and send for a cab.”
“Can I help you in any way?”
“If you will order the cab for me, it will save me a little trouble,” she answered, smiling wearily.
“Anything that I can do will be a pleasure,” he replied, though an expression of anguish swept over his handsome face as he bowed and left her.
In two hours she was ready, her trunks strapped and in the lower hall, waiting for the cab.
With a nearly breaking heart, Brownie sought Viola and Alma to bid them farewell.
They were deeply distressed at the thought of parting with her, protesting loudly against it.