“Well, I am not liable to have the job again.”
“Ye may. Ganzell is square, an’ he don’t loike to have any marn kick at him. Av ye do it well this toime, he may kape ye roight here on this engine ivery toime she comes in. Oi thought av thot, an’ it’s phwoy Oi warnted to tell yez about Joe Hicks.”
“I appreciate your kindness, Larry.”
“Don’t mention it. Now, Oi’ll get to wurruk, an’ Oi’ll look 33 over whin ye have finished.”
Then the friendly young Irishman left Frank to his labor and his thoughts.
Merry worked slowly and carefully. He was determined to take plenty of time on the job and make sure that everything was done as it should be. When he thought he had finished, he went over everything again. Then he called Larry.
“It’s all roight, me b’y,” declared the young Irishman. “It’s loike the wurruk av an ould hand, but it’s tin to wan thot Hicks will be afther kickin’ about it.”
“All right,” said Frank. “Let him kick. If you say the job is done all right, I am satisfied.”
The foreman came round, but he did not give either engine or Merriwell a glance. He had set Larry to look after the matter, and he knew it would be all right.