“Hello! Back again, Finley?” he exclaimed, in guttural tones, when the two men entered, at the same time bestowing an indifferent glance upon Chick.[{29}]
“Yes, Nolan, but only for the day,” Bart Bailey replied. “Is Murdock around?”
“He’s in the basement.”
“Good enough! I hoped I would find him here. Shake hands with Mr. Donovan. He’s looking for a job, and I have an idea that Mr. Murdock can use him.”
“I reckon that we can use him, all right,” Nolan vouchsafed, with covert significance. “We want to get the right kind of a man.”
“I think I can fill the bill,” said Chick, while he shook the other’s tendered hand.
“Wait here, Donovan,” put in Bailey. “I’ll find out what Murdock thinks about it.”
“Go ahead, sir,” Chick nodded.
Bart turned to the rear of the store and vanished down a narrow stairway.
“What kind of work is to be required of me?” Chick inquired, turning again to Nolan.