Felix O'Day by Francis Hopkinson Smith
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would rather keep his friendship and look elsewhere."
Kitty relaxed her hold of his wrist. "Then ye have been lookin' for work?" she asked. The inquiry sprang hot from her heart. "I have not, so far, but I shall have to very soon." She threw back her head and faced the two men. "Ye'll look no further, Mr. O'Day. You go over to Otto's and go to work; and it will be to-night after you gets your things stowed away. And ye'll pay him ten dollars a week, Otto, for the first month, and more the second if he earns it, which he will. Now are ye all satisfied, or shall I say it over?" "One moment, please, Mrs. Cleary. If I may interrupt," he laughed, his reserve broken through at last by the friendly interest shown by the strangers about him, "and what will be the hours of my service?" Then, turning to Otto: "Perhaps you, Mr. Kling, can best tell me." "Vot you mean?" "How early must I come in the morning, and until how late must I stay at night?" The dealer hesitated, then answered slowly, "In de morning at eight o'clock, and"--but, seeing a cloud |
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