What do they care about us! We
must take our chances!"
"Well, I guess the danger is over now, so I'll go," said the lady.
"Thank you, my dear, for your kindness. I wish I could do something to
help you."
"You have helped me with your sympathy," said Miss Jennings, quickly.
"You shall see me again," was the old lady's reply. "As a Christian
woman, I must look into this matter."
She went away after shaking hands with Miss Jennings and smiling up at
Faith in a friendly manner.
The clerks who had rushed down from the second floor at the alarm of
fire were coming back slowly with a shamed look on their faces.
They trooped back up the stairs to their different departments just as a
big sign was posted before the main entrance, stating that there was no
fire in the building.
It was an exciting half hour, but through it all Faith stood erect,
ready and calmly waiting for anything that might happen. In the very
midst of the commotion her quick eyes detected a fresh horror. She saw a
clerk at a neighboring counter grab a handsome piece of jewelry and
secrete it in her pocket with the rapidity of lightning.
When order was at last restored Faith was in a most distressed frame of
mind. She was dreading through sheer pity what she knew to be her duty.
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