It does no good; and it makes me very uncomfortable." "I'll take it out in work," said Nelly calmly, returning to her manuscript.

"I can see that, as you say, talking does no good.

All the more reason why I should have another try at earning my own living.

When I become a great novelist I shall say what I like and do what I please.
For the present I am your obedient, humble servant." At any other time Marian would have protested, and explained, and soothed.

Now she was too heavily preoccupied by her guilty conscience.
She strolled disconsolately to the window, and presently, seeing that Miss McQuinch was at work in earnest and had better not be disturbed, went off for a lonely walk.