December night without. "With my usual luck, came without a gamp this morning," grumbled Miss Turner, collecting loose sheets with a dexterity born of long practice. "With my usual luck, came without a gamp this morning," grumbled Miss Turner, collecting loose sheets with a dexterity born of long practice. "And you've got a mile to walk when you get off the tram," exclaimed Miss Donkin sympathetically. "And you've got a mile to walk when you get off the tram," exclaimed Miss Donkin sympathetically. Mrs. Barnes, who presided, seated not at a desk but at a central table, wiped her pen, looking across the zoom with knitted brows. Mrs. Barnes, who presided, seated not at a desk but at a central table, wiped her pen, looking across the zoom with knitted brows. "It has struck, Miss Innes," said she. "It has struck, Miss Innes," said she. The click of the typewriter went on nevertheless, and the operator replied without desisting from her work. "Let me get to the foot of this page, please." The click of the typewriter went on nevertheless, and the operator replied without desisting from her work. "Let me get to the foot of this page, please." There began the rustle and murmur of the girls leaving their places, in what was described by the bank managers as "The ladies' room." Mabel Hirst, a pretty girl with dark eyes, ran to the fire and held her chilblained hands to its warmth. "Oh, my goody," said she, "when will old Storky start in on that 'chauffage centrale' which he is always gassing about?" There began the rustle and murmur of the girls leaving their places, in what was described by the bank managers as "The ladies' room." Mabel Hirst, a pretty girl with dark eyes, ran to the fire and held her chilblained hands to its warmth. "Oh, my goody," said she, "when will old Storky start in on that 'chauffage centrale' which he is always gassing about?" "At the coming of the coquecigrues, I should think," said the voice of Miss Innes, who now ceased her clicking, rose from her chair, and raised her arms above her head, breathing a long "A-ah!" of relief. "At the coming of the coquecigrues, I should think," said the voice of Miss Innes, who now ceased her clicking, rose
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