"I wonder whether she really doesn't care for any more work," thought Parkinson, "or is it only pretense? I dare say she will, after a while, be coming round again for vests to make. If she does, I shall have her in my power."
And the superintendent walked slowly back to the store, chafing inwardly at his ill-success.
"I hope you won't allow yourself to think of this disagreeable occurrence," said Clinton Randall, "or of this unmannerly cur."
"No, sir, thanks to your kindness, I shall have no occasion."
"He seemed spiteful. I hope it is not in his power to annoy you."
He said this, thinking that Rose might be dependent upon Parkinson for work.
"Last week he might have done so," answered Rose. "I was engaged in making vests for the store in which he is employed, and he might have refused me work. Now, fortunately, thanks to a kind lady, I have no further occasion to apply to him."
"I am heartily glad to hear it. Any connection with such a cur must be disagreeable. Has he ever annoyed you before?"
"Never; and I was much surprised to-day when he followed me from the store and pressed his attentions upon me."