Hoffman.
"Then," said Mrs. Hoffman, "I should like to have you send this."
"It's a great deal of trouble to send everything," said the
clerk, impertinently.
"This bundle is too heavy for me to carry," said the widow,
deprecatingly.
"I suppose we can send it," said the clerk, ill-naturedly, "if
you insist upon it."
Meanwhile, though he had not observed it, his employer had
approached, and heard the last part of the colloquy. He was
considered by some as a hard man, but there was one thing he
always required of those in his employ; that was to treat all
purchasers with uniform courtesy, whatever their circumstances.
"Are you objecting to sending this lady's bundle?" said Mr.
Barclay, sternly.
The clerk looked up in confusion.
"I told her we would send it," he stammered.
"I have heard what passed. You have been deficient in
politeness. If this happens again, you leave my employ."
"I will take your address," said the clerk, in a subdued tone.
Mrs. Hoffman gave it, and left the store, thankful for the
interference of the great merchant who had given his clerk a
lesson which the latter, as he valued his situation, found it
advisable to bear in mind.
CHAPTER XII
THE BARREL THIEF
While Mike Donovan was engaged in his contest with Paul, his
companion had quietly walked off with the shirt.
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