“I’m sure you thought you saw one,” replied Penny. “If you’ll promise to attend strictly to your duties hereafter, I’ll ask Mr. Schirr to reinstate you on the payroll.”
Old Mose brightened. “I suah nuff will!” he said jubilantly. “I won’t have no mo’ truck with dat ghost. No sir!”
To face Mr. Schirr once more, was a most unpleasant ordeal for Penny. Nevertheless, she sought his office, apologizing for the intrusion.
“I am busy,” the editor said pointedly. “What is it you want?”
Penny explained that she had talked with Mose Johnson and was convinced that his offense would not be repeated.
“I want you to put him back on his old job,” she requested.
“Impossible!”
“Why do you take that attitude?” inquired Penny, stiffening for an argument. “Dad always liked Mose.”
“One can’t mix sentiment with business. I have a job to do here and I intend to do it efficiently.”
“Dad probably will show up before another day.”