XXVI SHELL FACTORY NO. TWO: FROM SHOP TO SHOP
Reading edition
THE contrast between the dark old shop and bright new one was wonderful.
“Pretty good, Dad,” said a precocious apprentice. I suppose they don’t mean anything but compliments, still I never fail to lose my temper, then the peace maker appears—“Don’t mind that kid, mate, he dunno no better, he’s edurkated.” “Say, wot paper’s it comin’ out in—I’ll buy that paper.” That was a compliment.
