She supposed all such women regarded her as part of the scum of the earth, yet here they were speaking pleasantly to her,--Mrs.Prency, a woman who naturally would fill the eye of an impulsive animal like Jane,--Eleanor, the belle of the town,--two women whom no one could look at without admiration.

No one but them to talk to! All her associates faded from Jane's mind like a fleck of mist under a sunburst, as she answered,-- "If there's anything you want done that I can do, Mrs.Prency, I'd rather work for you for nothin' than for anybody else for any money." "Come to my house as soon as you like, then, and we'll promise to keep you busy: won't we, daughter ?" "Yes, indeed," murmured Eleanor, who saw, in her mind's eye, a great deal of her work being done without effort of her own.
"You sha'n't do it for nothing, however; you shall earn fully as much as you do now.

Good day," Mrs.Prency said, as she passed on, and Eleanor gave Jane a nod and a smile.
The hotel drudge stood still and looked after the couple with wondering eyes.

The judge's wife dropped something as she walked.

Jane hurried after her and picked it up.