I'll skip
right up and look at the room and put on fresh sheets."
One month, one hot New York month, passed before the imperial
Mr. Guilfogle gave him back The Job, and then at seventeen
dollars and fifty cents a week instead of his former nineteen
dollars. Mr. Wrenn refused, upon pretexts, to go out with the
manager for a drink, and presented him with twenty suggestions
for new novelties and circular letters. He rearranged the
unsystematic methods of Jake, the cub, and two days later he was
at work as though he had never in his life been farther from the
Souvenir Company than Newark.
CHAPTER XIII
HE IS "OUR MR. WRENN"
DEAR ISTRA,--I am back in New York feeling very well & hope this
finds you the same. I have been wanting to write to you for
quite a while now but there has not been much news of any kind
& so I have not written to you. But now I am back working for
the Souvenir Company. I hope you are having a good time in
Paris it must be a very pretty city & I have often wished to be
there perhaps some day I shall go.
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