"Den, by golly, I take him on, und I gif him every
veek vat he pay you in board."

Kitty broke into one of her derisive laughs. "YOU
WILL! Ain't that good of ye? Ye'll give him enough to
starve on, that's what it is. Ye ought to be ashamed
of yourself, Otto Kling!"

"Vell, but I don't know vat he is vurth yet."

"Well, then, tell him so, but don't cheat him out of
everything but his bare board; and that's what ye'd be
doin'. Ye know he's pawnin' his stuff; ye know ye got
five times the worth of your money in the dressing-case
he give up to ye! See here, Otto! Before ye offer him
that five dollars a week ye better get on the other side of
big John there, where ye'll be safe, and holler it at him
over them trunks, or ye'll find yourself flat on your
back."

"All right, Kitty, all right! Don't git oxcited.
I didn't mean nudding. I do just vat you say. I gif
him more. Oh! Here you are! Mr. O'Day, vud you
let me speak to you vun minute? Suppose dot I ask
you to come into my shop as a clerk, like, and pay you
vat I can--of course, you are new und it vill take some
time, but I can pay sometings--vud you come?"

O'Day gave an involuntary start and from under