The result was I got work.

I was in the laundry nearly six months, and became quite clever in getting up linen.

Now this was a kind of work I liked.
You can't think what a pleasure it was to me to see shirts and collars turning out so spotless and sweet--" Waymark laughed.
"Oh, but you don't understand.

I do so like cleanliness! I have a sort of feeling when I'm washing anything, that I'm really doing good in the world, and the dazzling white of linen after I'd ironed it seemed to thank me for my work." "Yes, yes, I understand well enough," said Waymark earnestly.
"For all that I couldn't stay.

I was restless.