Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 45: what you’re looking at

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36 GUY HAMMERSLEY. ‘‘T’ll try it. I’m not used to such early hours, but if you'll let me begin right now, I'll do my best.” ‘“Very goot. Come back mit me to the desk and ~gif me your name and where you live, and some- pody’s what can speak for your being honest and all that.” Guy complied, mentioned Dr. Pendleton for a reference, and then took off his coat, ready to get to work. The other man came back and was introduced as Mr. Feder. The partners then retired to the little boxed-in compartment where the books were kept, while Guy was sent forward to make himself familiar with the contents of the various shelves. ‘“They seem to put a good deal of faith in me,” he mused. ‘‘I rather think though that Mr. Traub- mann, from the way he looked at me, imagined he has madea very good bargain. I suppose the boy he had in mind was asmallerchap of fourteen or fifteen. Wonder how I’m going to get my breakfast by half- past six, though? It would hardly pay me to get it atsome restaurant down-town. Perhaps I can make some arrangement with Miss Stanwix, though.” He resolutely tried to banish from his mind all thoughts of the /ireszde Favorite, and to this end be- stirred himself to learn as much as possible about his new duties. He took down box after box, examined the shoes inside, as well as the statements of size and prices on the lid, and then made a mental note of the locality in the store in which certain styles were kept. He had been thus occupied for about twenty min. utes, the quiet of the place being broken only by the Gomicboo <S (©) im