again in the sunlight. It was she! He had found her.

She took his silence for hesitation, and continued a little anxiously.

"I really won't ask you many questions, and it would do me quite a
lot of good to get an interview with you. Of course I oughtn't to
have begun this sketch without permission. If you mind that, I'll
give it up."

He found his tongue awkwardly, but vigorously.

"You can sketch just as long as ever you please, and make what use of
it you like," he said. "It's only a bit of a place though!"

"How nice of you! And the interview?"

"I'll tell you whatever you want to know," he said quietly.

She could scarcely believe in her good fortune, especially when she
remembered the description of the man which one of the staff had
given. He was gruff, vulgar, ill-tempered; the chief ought to be
kicked for letting her go near him! This was what she had been
told. She laughed softly to herself.

"It is very good indeed of you, Mr. Trent," she said earnestly. "I
was quite nervous about coming, for I had no idea that you would be
so kind. Shall I finish my sketch first, and then perhaps you will
be able to spare me a few minutes for the interview?"

"Just as you like," he answered. "May I look at it?"