Read this extract from The Woman in Black then answer questions 7-10 below.
Mr Jerome's expression was one of panic. He shifted his chair back, further away from me, as he sat behind his rickety desk, so that I thought that, if he could have gone through the wall into the street, he would like to have done so.
"I'm afraid I can't offer you help, Mr Kipps. Oh, no."
"I wasn't thinking that you would do anything personally," I said in a soothing tone. "But perhaps you have a young assistant."
"There is no one. I am quite on my own. I cannot give you any help at all."
"Well then, help me to find someone - surely the town will yield me a young man with a modicum of intelligence, and keen to earn a few pounds, whom I may take on for the job?" I noticed that his hands, which rested on the sides of his chair, were working, rubbing, fidgeting, gripping and ungripping in agitation.
"I'm sorry - this is a small place - young people leave - there are no openings."