Living Alone - Stella Benson - Bog

"I stole this bun," she explained frankly. "There is an uninterned German baker after me." "And why did you steal it?" asked Miss Ford, pronouncing the H in "why" with a haughty and terrifying sound of suction. The Stranger sighed. "Because I couldn't afford to buy it." "And why could you not afford to buy the bun?" asked Miss Ford. "A big strong girl like you." You will notice that she had had a good deal of experience in social work. The Stranger said: "Up till ten o'clock this morning I was of the leisured classes like yourselves. I had a hundred pounds.