A clerk's work was certainly genteel; but even that would be lowering to the hero.

She glanced at him again, swiftly.

No, he was too beautiful to be penned up in an office from nine to six-thirty every day of his life.

On the other hand her feminine intuition appreciated keenly the withering criticism of Higgins.

Ever since Paul had first told her of his engagements at the Life Schools she had shrunk from the idea.