The War-Workers
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"I should think so, yes. What have things been like to-day?"
"Oh, fairly serene. I didn't see Miss Vivian this morning, myself, but nobody seems to have had their heads snapped off. There wasn't a fearful lot of work for her, either, because Miss Delmege came in quite early."
"Delmege makes me sick, the way she goes on! As though nobody else knew anything about Miss Vivian, and she was a sort of connecting-link between her and us. Didn't you hear her to-night? 'I think I can answer for Miss Vivian,'" mimicked Tony in an exaggerated falsetto. "I should jolly well like Miss Vivian to hear her one of these days. She'd appreciate being answered for like that by her secretary I don't think!"
"I say, Marshy, can you keep a secret?"
"Rather!"
"Well, swear not to tell, and, mind, I'm speaking absolutely unofficially. I've no business to know it officially at all, because I only saw it on a telegram I sent for the Bil
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The well-to-do Miss Charmian Vivian, haughty director of the vast Midland Supply Depot, runs her increasing volunteer organization with ruthless efficiency, force of personality and very little quarter for human frailty. But is her insistence on formality and refusal to delegate authority because she's an indispensable martyr to patriotic duty or simply bullying means of securing the limelight? The largely lower-class women she bosses are sure she's wonderful until the arrival of independent Grace Jones, a well-bred clergyman's daughter from Wales.
The ending is a bit ambiguous, but Delafield's delightful characterizations make this a terrific read.
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