Five Thousand an Hour : how Johnny Gamble won the heiress by George Randolph Chester
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"That's what he will say--but he won't do it." "What is it?" exploded the shocked Ersten. "You say he says he will come back to work in this place, but he won't do it! That is foolishness!" "No, it isn't," insisted Johnny. "Now listen carefully. Schnitt says: 'I have come back to work.' You say: 'In this place?' Schnitt says: 'Yes.' Then you tell him that he must take a month to rest up his eyes." "But must I do his coat cutting for a month yet?" protested the abused Ersten. "Nobody can do it in New York for my customers but Heinrich Schnitt and me." "It may not be a month. Just now he might take some of your more important work home, where the light is better. That would be working for you in this place." "Well, maybe," admitted Ersten puffing out his cheeks in frowning consideration. Johnny held his breath as he approached the crucial observation. "By the time his eyes are rested you may have a better shop for the old man to work in." Ersten fixed him with a burning glare. |
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