The Clarion by Samuel Hopkins Adams
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in Worthington. Have you decided to come into the business, Mr.
Surtaine?" "Do you think I'd make a valuable employee, Miss Milly?" he bantered. But to Milly Neal the subject of the Certina factory admitted of no jocularity. She took him under advisement with a grave and quaint dubiety. "Have you ever worked?" "Oh, yes; I'm not wholly a loafer." "For a living, I mean." "Unfortunately I've never had to." "How old are you?" "Twenty-five." "I don't believe I'd want you in my department, if it was up to me," she pronounced. "Do you think I wouldn't be amenable to your stern discipline?" Still she refused to meet him on his ground of badinage. "It isn't that. But I don't think you'd be interested enough to start in at the bottom and work up." |
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