From Mr. Atherton himself down to the least important clerk it was all the same.
It is possible, if there was any choice in that matter, Jack liked Millie Price, the stenographer and typewriter better than anyone else.
Most everyone said she was a pretty girl, and what everybody generally says goes.
She was certainly attractive in her manners, vivacious in her talk, and generally polite and agreeable in her deportment.
She was a smart worker, was well up in her business, and had the confidence of the firm.
“She has a level head and doesn’t put on any airs,” said Jack to his friend Ed one day when he was speaking about her.
“I s’pose she gets good pay,” remarked Potter.
“I believe she gets twelve dollars. She lives in Brooklyn with her mother, who is a widow, and I guess all the money they have is what she makes.”
“She isn’t the only girl that supports her home.”
“That’s right,” nodded Jack, and then they began to talk of something else.