"Then you will
help me to pray for the firm that employs me! It may be that God will
touch their hearts. We must do our best and then be patient."
"You are a brave young girl and a wise one," said the lady. "Many who
are much older than you have not learned that lesson."
The customers were beginning to push and crowd about the counter, so the
old lady went away to allow Faith to wait upon them. As she left the
department, Mr. Gunning bowed to her politely.
"One of our best customers," he remarked to Miss Fairbanks as he passed
her.
At luncheon time there was none of the usual laughter in the
cloak-room. The girls were all thinking of Miss Jennings and talked
almost in whispers. In a very few minutes Faith saw a young woman come
in. It was the girl who had stolen the piece of jewelry on the day of
the fire and for whom Miss Jennings had pleaded so successfully.
When Faith saw her she felt a thrill to the very tips of her fingers. It
was a thrill of thankfulness that she had not denied the dead girl's
request to show mercy to the poor sinner who had been so wronged by her
parents.
As soon as she could she walked over and stood by the girl. She was a
sallow brunette but her features were regular and delicate.
"Do you mind my talking to you a little?" Faith asked softly.
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