"The place we sent you to."
"I'm not there no more."
"Not there?" Marian raised her perfectly arched brows. "But, my dear Mary, why not? Didn't you like it?"
"I didn't mind."
"Then you have found a better place?"
Again Mary studied her questioner.
"Miss Lennox," she said, "I guess you people here have all sorts of girls comin' around, don't you?"
There was a surprise in this departure, and Marian's deep eyes mirrored it. The questioner had become the questioned.
"A great many kinds," she replied. "Why do you ask?"
"Girls that work at all sorts of things?"