I remember when you came here
you were sort of shy. But now you're 'most the star boarder!
And won't those others be trying to get the job away from you?
Of course!"
"Yes, that's so."
"Why, Billy, some day you might be manager!"
"Say, that would be great, wouldn't it! But hones', Nell, do you
think I might have a chance to land the assistant's job?"
"I certainly do."
"Oh, Nelly--gee! you make me--oh, learn to bank on myself--"
He kissed her for the second time in his life.
"Mr. Guilfogle," stated Mr. Wrenn, next day, "I want to talk to
you about that assistant managership."
The manager, in his new office and his new flowered waistcoat,
had acted interested when Our steady and reliable Mr. Wrenn came
in. But now he tried to appear dignified and impatient.
"That--" he began.
"I've been here longer than any of the other men, and I know
every line of the business now, even the manufacturing. You
remember I held down Henson's job when his wife was sick."
"Yes, but--"
"And I guess Jake thinks I can boss all right, and Miss
Leavenbetz, too.
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