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Show "Yes," snld tho boy with tho dirty faco who was smoking a clgarotto. "Ho was soro all right. I knew ho would be, but I didn't enre. Yes, I thought ho'd Arc mo right off, but ho didn't." "Glvo jou a roast, I s'poso," Bug-gestod Bug-gestod his companion. "Yes, ho glvo mo a roast nil right, but I roastod him right back. Ho camo up to my desk on' ho says: "Seo hero, joung man, If I can't send you out flvo blocks to deliver a letter an' git you hack lnshlo o" two hours I might Just ns well call for a mnssengor boy an' savo your wages.' I hotter valt,' I says. 'Don't He,' ho Bays. 'I don't say that yon oro lyln', but I say don't lie or If cti do think up a good ore You st-i'in to bo glttln' more iuless ovt-ry to I alkd Mr Hob- -5! ' son up over tho 'phono nnd ho told mo you left his odlco with tho nnsvvor an hour nn a hnlf boforo you showed up here. Thnt'll bo about all from you.' " "Whnt'd jou say?" "I sayB: That'll ho nhout all from you, you old glngor-whlskerod, bald-headed bald-headed lobstor. I guess I'm not goln to break my neck runuln' your crrants for no $4 a wools. If you don't Ilko tho way I do you can do tho other thing. It's no skin oft my elbow. (Jo soak your head!'" "Geo!" oxclalmed tho othor boy. "And ho didn't flro you?" "Not much ho didn't. Ho might havo, though. IT ho'd heard mo. but ho walked away ns boon as ho'd got through talklns to me" lopllod thti yuth with tho dlrlv fpco. |