I asked if she was a shop assistant, and with a toss of her head she told me she was a typist.
I got a post as typist in a city office and I drifted to Shamrock House.
That she was a high-bred lady his own senses had told him, whether she were a typist or no!
The typist looked down at them, and she couldnt help laughing.
Challis knew he could rely on the accuracy of this ...