His own dark suspicions were confirmed.

Jane glanced at him fearful of offence.
When they had walked some yards he spoke.

"What would you call a man's job ?" Jane hesitated for an answer.

Her life had been passed in a sphere where men carpentered or drove horses or sold things in shops.

Deeply impressed by the knowledge of Paul's romantic birth and high destiny she could not suggest any such lowly avocations, and she did not know what men's jobs were usually executed by scions of the nobility.