She appeared to be under twenty, rather thin-faced, and was plainly dressed.

In a few moments she raised her eyes from her book, and said: "Won't you sit down, sir?
I am sorry you have to wait, but we are short of change to-day, and sometimes it is hard to get it in this neighborhood." Lawrence declined to be seated, but was very willing to talk.

"Was it the proprietor of this establishment," he asked, "who went out to get the money changed?
?" "Yes, sir," she answered.

"That is Mr Candy." "A queer name," said Lawrence, smiling.
The girl looked up at him, and smiled in return.

There was a very perceptible twinkle in her eyes, which seemed to be eyes that would like to be merry ones, and a slight movement of the corners of her mouth which indicated a desire to say something in reply, but, restrained probably by loyalty to her employer, or by prudent discretion regarding conversation with strangers, she was silent.
Lawrence, however, continued his remarks.