She made him sit down in the only armchair, where he drew off his gloves, put them in his hat, set that on the floor, and made himself comfortable, while Annie filled her kettle and set it on the stove, and laid a clean cloth on the table in preparation for tea.
“How is work now, Annie?” he inquired, while she flitted from cupboard to table, and back and forth.
“Plentiful with me; I have just as much as I can jump at,” she answered, brightly.
“And work fourteen hours out of the twenty-four.”
“Sometimes, yes. It don’t hurt me. I always sleep so well.”
“I am glad to hear it. How is work with Adler?”
“Oh, he has got a steady job on the new railroad.”
“I am very glad to hear that, too.”
“Isn’t it strange, Mr. William, that Adler has never been out of work a day since that night when you saved his life. Oh! it must be a glorious thing to save life—especially the life of a young father of a family!” said Annie Moss.
“How do you know I saved his life, Annie?”