Life in London - or, the Pitfalls of a Great City by Edwin Hodder
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"Nearly two years," he replied; "I went there as soon as I left school. I was then about seventeen years old; and there I have been ever since." "Then you are my senior by two years," said George. "I left school a year ago, and this is my first situation. How do you like the office?" "Do you mean my particular seat, the clerks, or the duties, or all combined?" "I should like to know how you like the whole combined." "I prefer my desk to yours, because I sit next to Mr. Malcolm, who is one of the steadiest and most respectable clerks in the office; and therefore I am not subject to so much annoyance as you will be, seated next to that empty-headed Williams, and coarse low-minded Lawson. I do not really like any of the clerks; there are none of them the sort of young men I should choose as companions. As to the duties, they are agreeable enough, and I have nothing to find fault with on that score." "I tell you candidly," said George, "I am not prepossessed in favour of the clerks; they are far too 'fast' a set to please me; but I am very glad, for my own sake, that you are in the office, Mr. Hardy." "Why?" "Because, although we are almost strangers at present, I know I shall find in you some one who will be companionable. You don't seem very thick with the others; you don't join with them in that mean practice of shirking work directly Mr. Sanders's back is turned; and you don't, from |
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