Our Mr. Wrenn, the Romantic Adventures of a Gentle Man by Sinclair Lewis
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cattlemen out there."
"Yes, I see," Mr. Wrenn observed, as though he were ill, and toed an old almanac about the floor. "Uh--Mr.--Trubiggs, is it?" "Yump. Yump, my boy. Trubiggs. Tru by name and true by nature. Heh?" This last was said quite without conviction. It was evidently a joke which had come down from earlier years. Mr. Wrenn ignored it and declared, as stoutly as he could: "You see, Mr. Trubiggs, I'd be willing to pay you--" "I'll tell you just how it is, Mr. Wrenn. I ain't one of these Sheeny employment bureaus; I'm an American; I like to look out for Americans. Even if you _didn't_ come to me first I'll watch out for your interests, same's if they was mine. Now, do you want to get fixed up with a nice fast boat that leaves Portland next Saturday, just a couple of days' wait?" "Oh yes, I _do_, Mr. Trubiggs." "Well, my list is really full--men waiting, too--but if it 'd be worth five dollars to you to--" "Here's the five dollars." The shipping-agent was disgusted. He had estimated from Mr. Wrenn's cheap sweater-jacket and tennis-shoes that he would be |
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