She sigh.
Pretty soonly I observe her in parlour-room laying on sofa, eating candy-box and reading Mrs Humpley Ward book for sentimental joys. Sleep arrived nextly, and I felt quite patriotic to think how peaceful she was for 2 complete hours.
At hour of 4:27 p. m. she came to kitchen with new expression of brightly smiling.
“Togo,” she report, “you have saved my life by your disobedience. How dare you?”
“A Samurai ain’t afraid of nothing, not even Fat,” I snuggest.
“You have went strickly against my orders,” she guggle. “It were a delicious meal. Yet I must punish you for your impertinence. How much wages I owe you?”
“$5,” I acknowledge.
“Here are $15,” she explode. “$5 for your disobedience & $10 for your talents. Henceforward you are fired.”
“I was never more affectionately discharged in all my experience,” I absolve while putting on hat & coat. “While I am vacant from this job would you please hire my Cousin Nogi, who is also intelligent?”
“If he are a good cook, send him around,” she greet while I depart feeling like my brain was on backwards.