'Some of them' Benevolence admitted, blushing, it would be odd for a woman of her station to work as a delivery girl - unheard of even, but the real reason for her deliveries was too mercenary. The idea that she was doing it so that the receptionists knew her, and keep her abreast of any new pending regulations coming in the world of plant breeding was a little embarrassing for a lady, but as an aficionado of plant breeding – it paid to have ones ear to the ground. A man might be able to simply owl and ask, or be part of the one various committees but she wasn’t so lucky, and having a friendly secretary tell her when public consultations were to be held, or when some change was due was a useful perk.

'As a favour mostly' she admitted, ’The secretaries appreciate some flowers for their desks, and I’m in a position to provide them. Not all of their managers think to include such trifles in the general order' she acknowledged. While her shop did provide many departments with flowers and plants to ‘spruce the place up’ her delivery girl brought those by in the evenings and seldom when there were employees around.

'Are you a regular at the ministry sir?' she enquired politely, but could all but guess the response, the gentleman had the bearing of a career ministry man.

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Lady is a wonder