They gazed at
each other a moment, in astonishment, when another girl, perhaps a little
better looking, further on, said, "Here, Cash, quick!" He at once made up
his mind that she was the one that had spoken to him the first time, so he
said, "Beg your pardon, miss," to the black-eyed girl, and went on to
where the other girl was wrapping up a corset in a base ball undershirt.
As he approached her she smiled, supposing he wanted to buy something. He
thought she knew him, and he sat down on a stool and put out his hand and
said, "How have you been?" She didn't seem to shake very much, but asked
him if there was anything she could show him. He thought may be it was
against the rules for the clerks to speak to anybody, unless they were
buying something, so he said, "Yes, of course. Show me corsets, stockings,
anything, gaul dumbed if I care what." She was just beginning to look upon
him as though she thought he had escaped, when a little blonde on the
other side of the store, as sweet as honey, shouted, "Cash, Cash, I need
thee every hour. Come a running." To say that Cash was astonished, is
drawing it mild. He knew that they all wanted him, but he couldn't make
out how they seemed to know his name. He looked at the little blonde a
minute, trying to think where he had met her, when he decided to go over
and ask her.
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