The trouble was that it would not last.
Still, it would tide over the dull time, and when this job was
over, she might be able to resume her old employment. At any
rate, while the future seemed uncertain, she did not feel like
increasing her expenditures on account of her increased earnings,
but laid carefully away three-quarters of her receipts to use
hereafter in case of need.
Meanwhile, Paul continued to take care of George Barry's
business. He had been obliged to renew the stock, his large
sales having materially reduced it. Twice a week he went up to
see his principal to report sales. George Barry could not
conceal the surprise he felt at Paul's success.
"I never thought you would do so well," he said. "You beat me."
"I suppose it's because I like it," said Paul. "Then, as I get
only half the profits, I have to work the harder to make fair
wages."
"It is fortunate for my son that he found you to take his place,"
said Mrs. Barry. "He could not afford to lose all the income
from his business."
"It is a good thing for both of us," said Paul. "I was looking
for a job just when he fell sick."
"What had you been doing before?"
"I was in the prize-package business, but that got played out,
and I was a gentleman at large, seeking for a light, genteel
business that wouldn't require much capital.
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