AMORY ON THE LABOR QUESTION
Two mornings later he knocked at the president’s door at Bascome and Barlow’s advertising agency.
“Come in!”
Amory entered unsteadily.
“’Morning, Mr. Barlow.”
Mr. Barlow brought his glasses to the inspection and set his mouth slightly ajar that he might better listen.
“Well, Mr. Blaine. We haven’t seen you for several days.”
“No,” said Amory. “I’m quitting.”
“Well—well—this is—”
“I don’t like it here.”