Why did Lory seemed shocked at that. Was it news to her that selling herself was not love? Poor Lory. She did remember how the boys in school used to look at her. Maybe that had given her wrong ideas. And what with her father and brother dead. Maybe something had just gone wrong in her mind. Or heart. Or something like that. Something to help her explain how her cousin could think this kind of life was alright.

"Please do," she said with some relief, when Lory agreed to look into typing. "Good." She bit her lip.