For Gold or Soul? - The Story of a Great Department Store by Lurana W. Sheldon
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CHAPTER VI. FAITH DISCOVERS A FRESH HORROR. Faith dropped her eyes to her desk so that she would not see the fellow, but she could still feel the insulting gaze that was bent upon her. She was glad when a great crowd of shoppers came surging in at the big doors, for the afternoons were always far busier than the mornings at this establishment. Faith soon began to wonder if the goods could possibly come up to be wrapped very much faster. Her arms as well as her back were aching. The clerks were screaming for cash girls every other minute, for besides the packer above each counter there were a number of others at different points throughout the store and all were as busy as bees through the rush hours. "There's no rest for the weary." It was Miss Jennings who spoke. She was talking to a customer, a fine-looking old lady. "I expect there isn't, dear," said the lady, pleasantly. "And you do look fagged out--I declare if you don't. I hope you get good pay for |
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