Janina kept silent.
"It won't harm you to look at them . . ." insisted the Jewess. "I have cheap things and pretty things! Perhaps you will have some ribbons, or laces, or stockings? . . . or will you have some of these silk handkerchiefs? . . ."
Janina began to examine the collection spread out on the table and selected a few yards of some ribbon.
"Perhaps your mother will also buy something? . . ." ventured the
Jewess, looking at her intently.
"I am alone."
"Alone?" she drawled, with an inquisitive contraction of her eyebrows.
"Yes, but I don't intend to live here," explained Janina, as though justifying herself.
"Perhaps I might recommend a boarding house to you? . . . I know a certain widow who . . ."
"Very well," interrupted the girl, "you might find me a room with some private family on Nowy Swiat, near the theater . . ."
"You belong to the theater, miss? . . . ah! . . ."