Almost everybody said, "We're busy here," as if they suspected I wanted them to read a whole year's issue of the "Searchlight" at once.

At last one man told me he did not think it was a nice business for a girl, going through the offices like that.
This took me aback.

I had not thought anything about the nature of the business.

I only wanted the money to pay the rent.

I wandered through miles of stone corridors, unable to see why it was not a nice business, and yet reluctant to go on with it, with the doubt in my mind.