"There's just one thing more," he said.
"What?"
"When do I go back to work?"
"Tomorrow," laughed Stafford.
"What salary?"
"What salary were you getting?"
"Well—one hundred and fifty a week."
"You were," laughed his employer, "for about fifteen minutes! Well—one hundred and fifty goes."
Jimmie nodded with satisfaction and went towards the door. Before he reached it he again turned round:
"And do we get the auto?"