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Updated: June 12, 2025
Order! and the Salesman said, Shut up, cash-boy! and the rest of the boarders kept on feeding; except the Master, who looked very hard but half approvingly at the small intruder, who had come about as nearly right as most professors would have done. You poets, the Master said after this excitement had calmed down, you poets have one thing about you that is odd.
"I'll buy it, and here is the cent." "Cath!" sang out Pip, in tones of command, addressed to a supposed cash-boy. No one responded. "Cath!" "Why, you are the cash-boy," said the president, "and you bring the money to me, for I am the cashier." "I tend a counter," squeaked Pip.
"There's no charge for the cleaning," said the clerk, noting down Orme's name and address, and handing the soiled hat to the cash-boy. Orme, meantime, was on the point of folding the five-dollar bill to put it into his pocket-book. Suddenly he looked at it intently. Written in ink across the face of it, were the words: "Remember Person You Pay This To."
Presently the cash-boy came back, and the proprietor of the store with him. He was a portly man, with a loud voice and an air of authority. To him the cash-boy pointed out Frank. "Are you the purchaser of these handkerchiefs?" he asked. "Yes, sir," answered Frank, rather surprised at the question. "And did you offer this twenty-dollar bill in payment?" "Yes, sir." "Where did you get it?
Bradley was not a very agreeable woman. "You ought to have a good appetite," said Mr. Wharton. "You have to work hard during the day. Our young friend is a cash-boy at Gilbert & Mack's, Mrs. Bradley. "Oh, indeed!" said Mrs. Bradley, arching her brows as much as to say: "You have invited strange company to dinner." "Do your parents live in the city, Frank I believe your name is Frank?"
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