"I ain't seen 'em then."
"Maybe not. There's many things you haven't seen. I've one rich Friend."
"He don't do much for ye then," said Hor, glancing round the bare apartment.
"Don't He? That's all you knows about the matter. Just all my joy an' happiness in life comes from Him."
Hor made no answer.
Job went on after a minute—
"There's many things ye wants, lad. Ye say ye've worked an' tried in vain, an' you're like to give up tryin'. I'll put one question to ye. Have ye ever asked for 'em?"
"Asked over an' over again," said Hor. "There ain't a man as 'll employ me."
"Then I'd stop askin' men, an' go higher."
"Go where, gran'father?" asked Ailie.