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And there ain't many of these here money kings
that would sit up in a hospital the way he did with me."
The mill yard had had quite enough of that night in the hospital.
It would fall on him in one of those half-playful, half-vicious
attacks that are the humor of the street, and sometimes it was
rather a battered Joey who returned to Clayton's handsome office,
to assist him in running the mill.
But it was a very cool and slightly scornful Joey who confronted
Anna that noon hour. He lost no time in preliminaries.
"What do you think you're doing, anyhow?" he demanded.
"Powdering my nose, if you insist on knowing."
They spoke the same language. Anna knew what was coming, and was
on guard instantly.
"You cut it out, that's all."
"You cut out of this office. And that's all."
Joey sat down on Graham's desk and folded his arms.
"What are you going to get out of it, anyhow?" he said with a shift
from bullying to argument.
"Out of what?"
"You know, all right.


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