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The Pot Boiler by Upton Sinclair
page 54 of 140 (38%)

_Jack_. You'll have to have me arrested.

_Schmidt_. Vot you mean?

_Jack_. I mean--I've eaten a meal and I haven't any money to pay for
it.

_Schmidt_. No money!

_Jack_. Not a cent.

_Schmidt_. Aber--vy--how you dare?

_Jack_. I was starving. I have walked the streets for two days
begging for work, and I can't find any. I am wet, chilled to the
bone, exhausted. Look at me----

_Schmidt_ (_in excitement_). Vot I got to do mit your looks?

_Jack_. I had to have something to eat.

_Schmidt_. But vy should _I_ feed you? Vy you come by _me_?

_Jack_. I'll work for you, if I may.

_Schmidt_. Vork? I don't vant no vork! I got all the vork as I need.
I vant customers!

_Jack._ You'll have to have me arrested, then.
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