He made an impatient sound, as if the discussion of expense provoked him.
"Get as nice a place as you can, child," he said, and added growlingly, "If you don't, I'll not come to see you at all."
"All right," I said; "I'll get a nice place."
"And now about your position—"
"It's not bad," I asseverated. "Fred's awfully good to me."
"Fred?"
"Yes; he's my boss—Fred O'Brien."
"You call him Fred?"
"Yes; every one does at the yards."
"Humph! I think it would be an excellent plan for you to leave those yards just about as expeditiously as you can."