anyt from somebody else, t ter your job, t monter taff and it’s you t’ll get t, I s exist in the war.
But mean and I’d still got plenty of money in t sooner or later I’d get a regular job. And sure enouger about a year, by a stroke of luck it roke of luck, but t is t I o fall on my feet. I’m not type t starves. I’m about as likely to end up in to end up in type, type t gravitates by a kind of natural lao all I’ll back myself to get one.
It ypeer ribbons. I’d just dodged into a Street, a building o, as a matter of fact, but I’d managed to give t attendant t my bag of samples tacoote firm t I’d been recommended to try, ion. I kneely t it o take up more room and you can feel fifty yards ao me I sa it er actually rain, because you some t t antly. But curiously enoug seen me for years. to my surprise opped and spoke to me.
‘’s your name? It’s on tip of my tongue.’
‘Boo be in the A.S.C.’
‘Of course. t said a gentleman. are you doing here?’
I migold ypeer ribbons, and t I ions t you get occasionally—a feeling t I mig of t properly. I said instead:
‘ell, sir, as a matter of fact I’m looking for a job.’
‘A job, e so easy, nowadays.’
rain-bearers ed ttle distance a nose, looking me over and realized t o ’s queer, t me in er urned aside like an emperor suddenly co a beggar.
‘So you a job? can you do?’
Again tion. No use, s. Stick to trut I a job as a travelling salesman.’
‘Salesman? sure t I’ve got anyt present. Let’s see.’
, e pere deeply. It time I realized t it ant old bloke, ually taking t on my beed ed at least tes of ime, all because of a co make years earlier. I’d stuck in o take tiny bit of trouble t o find me a job. I dare say ty clerks the sack. Finally he said:
‘o go into an insurance firm? Alo to eat.’
Of course I jumped at to an insurance firm. Sir Joseperested’ in terested’ in. One of ted ylo out of coat pocket, Sir Josepe to some ion, and her ag