...re still vacant.
The woman, who appeared to be about thirty years of age, looked at Penny with undisguised interest, and invited her into the lounge.
"Do sit down, Miss Harvey. I'm Mrs. Jennings. I expect my husband at any moment. But, if you don't mind, I'll ask you some questions first? That may save us some time. How old did you say you were?"
"Oh! how young you are. But anyone can see that by your baby face."
"Am I too young?" asked Penny, almost in tears.
"Not at all, not at all. On the contrary. Victor is looking for a young secretary. What training have you had?"
"Well, that doesn't really matter. We can soon teach you, unless you're stupid, and you don't look it."
"You think I'll suit, ma'am?" asked Penny timidly.
"I'm sure of it," laughed the young woman. "But it's my husband who has to decide."
"Perhaps he'll think me too childish," sighed Penny.
"Not at all. I'm sure he'll find you greatly to his liking." said Mrs.
Jennings, smiling mysteriously.
At that moment, they heard the noise of a key turning in the lock, and a distinguished, handsome man of about forty, wearing a well-cut suit, came into the lounge.
"Ah, here comes my husband," the women cried gaily. "Darling, this is a young lady, who has come about the post of secretary."
"How do you do, young lady. Well, Carola, send her into my office, and we'll see what we can do."
"You know, dear, I've already had a long talk with her, and I think she'...