Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 145: what you’re looking at

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136 GUY HAMMERSLEY. ‘‘ All right, I'll make up for it now, on our way to the theater. I’ve a good excuse for not having said much about it to you when I saw you before. I hadn’t gone in it myself then. You see it’s a new business just started by two fellows, both of them pretty young, friends of father’s. It is real estate, renting houses, offices and all that, and our office isn’t very far from here, around on Fifth Avenue. Business has come in with such a rush—both Mr. Kenworthy and Mr. Clarke are New York men and have hosts of friends here—that we are short-handed, and only this afternoon, just as I was coming away, Mr. Kenworthy asked me if I knew ofa young fellow I could get in toassist. Yousee there’s only himself, Clarke, the bookkeeper, the office boy and I now.” ‘‘And do you think I would suit?” asked Guy, eagerly, thinking the news almost too good to be true. ‘“‘IT don’t see why you shouldn’t,. You're a good appearing fellow—now don't blush, I’m merely talk- ing business—dress well, can talk easily and——” ‘‘But what have all these qualifications got to do with fitting me for a place in your office? ” Guy wanted to know. ‘‘A great deal. A good many of our customers are ladies, and they do not forget if they are waited on politely at a certain office, and in an off-hand, careless way in others. Then we often have to go with them to show houses, and sometimes three or four of us will be out at once, and then there’s no one in the office that knows about things if anybody comes in. Oh, no fear but I can get youin, so make Gomicboo “S (€(@) m