I know French and one or two other foreign languages, and although I have 'little Latin and less Greek,' I manage to do what Mr.Bishop wants.

He gives me a pound a week; and that's a very good salary, isn't it?
You see, so many persons can do what I am doing." "Yes, I suppose so," Mr.Clendon assented; he glanced at the slight, girlish figure in its black dress, at the beautiful face, with its clear and sweetly-grave eyes, the soft, dark hair, the mobile lips with a little droop at the ends which told its story so plainly to the world-worn old man who noted it.

"And you work in the Reading Room all day ?" "Yes," said Celia, cheerfully, and with something like pride.

"It is a splendid place, isn't it?
Sometimes I can scarcely work, I'm so interested in the people there.

There are so many types; and yet there is a kind of sameness in them all.