Hermann's eyes brightened with unaffected pleasure. It had not always been pleasant to work in the nights when Katie was all day busy in the shop.
"Thanks," he said.
"Yes," nodded Schleger, benignantly; "it will be like old times for me. You take a night off."
"Shall I start out righd avay?"
"Certainly.—Of course you understand I'll want you around here the day of the primaries."
Hermann nodded.
"And Hermann, there's somethin' else I've been meanin' to talk to you about, and kep' forgettin' till O'Malley reminded me of it again this afternoon."
Hoffmann, pulling off his white jacket, stopped with arms extended.
"O'Malley?" he said in a strained voice. "Vat's dot man got to do vith me?"
"Well, you know he don't miss no tricks nowheres, an' some time back I was tellin' him what a good man you was, an' he said we ought to get you a little more active for him. A fellow behind a bar can do a whole lot that way, you know,—an' make a good thing of it."