"
"You a friend to me; me, Julie Benoit who is sent away from the factory
because I steal all that money! No, no, I know better than that, you no
friend to me, you despise me. All the girls point their finger at me,
for I steal that money. But I give it all back, do I not? And the
superintendent he say it is my first offense and he will not send me to
prison. Oh yes! he is very kind. Julie have give back the money, Julie
is forgiven, but she is a thief and cannot work with honest people. She
must go, and without a reference. No one could recommend a thief. Well,
Julie does go, so why you not let her alone?"
"Julie, Julie, listen to me," cried the forewoman almost in despair.
"Believe it or not as you please, I have come here to-day to help you if
I can. I have come because there was something in your face, a look in
your eyes, that day you left us that has haunted me ever since. I have
come because I feared you were in trouble and were too proud to tell us
so. Julie, for twenty years I have been forewoman of my department over
there in the factory. Many, many girls have worked with me, new ones
coming, old ones going all the time. Some have left for one reason, some
for another, but never before has one gone from me in anger or disgrace.
All my girls have loved me, Julie, and I loved them. Why was it I never
could win you, win your trust and confidence.
Pages:
83
84
85
86
87
88
89
90
91
92
93
94
95
96
97
98
99
100
101
102
103
104
105
106
107