Mr. Groot was the partner of privately pious inclinations in the shoe-manufacturing firm of Groot & McCarthy.
“If that’s so,” said Falcontent, “I guess I’m not much use to the firm any more.”
“No,” Groot agreed, “Not much.”
“I guess I’d better resign?”
“Huh!” Groot grunted.
“All right,” sighed Falcontent, despairing. “It might as well take effect at once.”
A dreary silence fell.
“Oh, I don’t know,” said Groot, looking up from his office-desk. “Maybe it isn’t as bad as all that. Hadn’t you better try a six-months’ vacation with pay?”
Falcontent was listlessly grateful. “Thanks,” said he. “You’re kind. It wouldn’t do me any good, though. I’m all in.”
“Can’t sell shoes any longer?”