At 22 Phelps Street, Backlund, Klein, who had come to take part in the affairs of the Loen Charity Education Fund, had barely stepped inside when he saw Miss Audrey Hall heading downstairs with several foundation staff members and toward the door.
The young noblewoman was dressed very simply today, her hair pinned up in an uncomplicated style. At her waist hung only a plain belt pouch carrying a wallet and an exquisite but not overly ornate folding fan. Her dress was light green, with ruffles only around the cuffs and no lace or tassels in sight.
"Good morning, Miss Audrey." Klein removed his hat with practiced ease, bowed, nodded to the staff members, and greeted them as well.
Only after Audrey responded did he casually ask:
"Where are you going?"
In Klein's impression, Miss Justice's main work involved soliciting donations from the gentlemen and ladies of high society. It was extremely rare to see her dressed so "improperly."
Hearing Klein's tone, Audrey immediately realized that Mr. World was using this identity at the moment. She smiled faintly and replied:
"To visit the various universities and check on the students we helped before."
As she spoke, Audrey recalled the psychological problems Mr. World had faced earlier. She blinked playfully, then smiled more brightly.
"Mr. Robin, would you like to come along? To see those children—well, some of them are already young adults—who have the chance to change their fate because of your ideas and kindness."
Hearing Audrey's words, Klein hesitated slightly before choosing to follow his Psychiatrist's advice. Of course, that was also because he was somewhat concerned about the actual progress so far.
"That is an invitation I cannot refuse."
That was Klein's reply.
Their group left the building. At Miss Audrey's suggestion, they chose a trackless public carriage,