one will let you talk if they can help it. The only thing is
to get in and rattle off your stunt before you can be fired out."

Sometimes at first he had gone back at night to the hall bedroom, and
sat on the edge of the narrow bed, swinging his feet, and asking himself
how long he could hold out. But he had held out, and evidently developed
into a good salesman, being bold and of imperturbable good spirits and
temper, and not troubled by hypersensitiveness. Hearing of the "hall
bedroom," the coldness of it in winter, and the breathless heat in
summer, the utter loneliness of it at all times and seasons, one could
not have felt surprise if the grown-up lad doomed to its narrowness as
home had been drawn into the electric-lighted gaiety of Broadway, and
being caught in its maelstrom, had been sucked under to its lowest
depths. But it was to be observed that G. Selden had a clear eye, and a
healthy skin, and a healthy young laugh yet, which were all wonderfully
to his credit, and added enormously to one's liking for him.

"Do you use a typewriter?" he said at last to Mr. Penzance. "It would
cut out half your work with your sermons. If you do use one, I'd just
like to call your attention to the Delkoff. It's the most up-to-date
machine on the market to-day," drawing out the catalogue.

"I do not use one, and I am extremely sorry to say that I could not
afford to buy one," said Mr. Penzance with considerate courtesy, "but do
tell me about it. I am afraid I never saw a typewriter."

It was the most hospitable thing he could have done, and was of the tact
of courts. He arranged his pince nez, and taking the catalogue, applied
himself to it. G. Selden's soul warmed within him. To be listened to
like this. To be treated as a gentleman by a gentleman--by "a fine old
swell like this--Hully gee!"

"This isn't what I'm used to," he said with genuine enjoyment. "It
doesn't matter, your not being ready to buy now. You may be sometime, or
you may run up against someone who is. Little Willie's always ready to
say his piece."

He poured it forth with glee--the improved mechanical appliances,
the cuts in the catalogue, the platen roller, the ribbon switch, the
twenty-six yards of red or blue typing, the fifty per cent. saving in
ribbon expenditure alone, the new basket shift, the stationary carriage,
the tabulator, the superiority to all other typewriting machines--the
price one hundred dollars without discount. And both Mount Dunst