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Living in community of ideas and of everything else with her brother, having but one mind for herself and for him, the old maid had felt for several months the rebound of all the cashier's anxiety and indignation; and the effect was still noticeable in her tendency to tremble and become agitated on slight provocation. At the slightest tardiness on Sigismond's part, she would think: "Ah! mon Dieu!
Never losing sight of Prosper for a day, Raoul had exhausted every effort of his fertile mind to compromise his honor, to insnare him into some inextricable entanglement. But, as he had foreseen, the cashier's indifference offered little hope of success.
Late in the afternoon, Frank was called to the cashier's desk. "I am directed by Mr. Gilbert to say that your services will not be required after to-day," he said. "Here are the week's wages." "Why am I discharged? What have I done?" demanded Frank, while his heart sank within him. "I don't know. You must ask Mr. Gilbert," answered the cashier.
As a customer makes a purchase, a duplicate of the check or bill made out for the same, together with money received from customer, are sent direct to the cash office, the most improved method being by pneumatic cash carriers. As received, checks are placed on file and any change returned to clerk. Thus the totals of checks and receipts of each cashier's desk must agree.
Alan would have interrupted him, but Mortimer said, "Wait till I finish;" and then continued: "There will be nothing done to you, I feel sure, if you will take this stand, because of your father's connection with Crane. It will save me from dishonor " "Mr. Porter." It was the cashier's voice of Damascus steel cutting in on Mortimer's low, pleading tones. Alan turned his head, and Mr.
Kenoke for me, and you did and it was dandy of you, too. Now I'll tell you about my scenarios; then I want to talk about nothing but Mendocino County. "Well, I write scenarios for moving-picture production," she went on. "That's one reason why I wanted the cashier's job so I could have the use of the boss' old typewriter.
Of course it reflected the part of the shop that was behind me, including the cashier's desk; at which the owner of the basket now stood paying for her refreshment.
Don't let me see you around here again till we have better pens," and he was gone before thanks were possible. "I'm going to Churchill Downs to cover the derby for a Sunday special!" I sang to the sporting editor as I passed his door. "The Review of Reviews might use it!" followed me down the hall, and I chuckled as I headed for the cashier's desk. "Well, well, well!" was Blister's greeting.
He was looking steadily at Mortimer; his eyes were searching the young man's very soul. There was accusation, denunciation, abhorrence in the cashier's gaze. Mortimer did not speak. He was trying to think. His brain worked in erratic futility.
As he throws open the door he steps back into the middle of the room, rests one elbow against the rail of a wired-in cashier's coop, and removes the cheroot so he can spring a comfortin' smile on the crowd. It's a brainy play. The rush line stops like it has gone up against a bridge pier, and then spreads out in a half-circle. "Well, ladies," says he, "what can we do for you to-day?"
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