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"
Lookin
’
for
a
job
?
"
the
other
queried
.
"
What
can
you
do
?
"
"
Hard
labor
,
sailorizing
,
run
a
type
-
writer
,
no
shorthand
,
can
sit
on
a
horse
,
willing
to
do
anything
and
tackle
anything
,
"
was
the
answer
.
The
other
nodded
.
"
Sounds
good
to
me
.
My
name
’
s
Dawson
,
Joe
Dawson
,
an
’
I
’
m
tryin
’
to
scare
up
a
laundryman
.
"
"
Too
much
for
me
.
"
Martin
caught
an
amusing
glimpse
of
himself
ironing
fluffy
white
things
that
women
wear
.
But
he
had
taken
a
liking
to
the
other
,
and
he
added
:
"
I
might
do
the
plain
washing
.
I
learned
that
much
at
sea
.
"
Joe
Dawson
thought
visibly
for
a
moment
.
"
Look
here
,
let
’
s
get
together
an
’
frame
it
up
.
Willin
’
to
listen
?
"
Martin
nodded
.
"
This
is
a
small
laundry
,
up
country
,
belongs
to
Shelly
Hot
Springs
,
—
hotel
,
you
know
.
Two
men
do
the
work
,
boss
and
assistant
.
I
’
m
the
boss
.
You
don
’
t
work
for
me
,
but
you
work
under
me
.
Think
you
’
d
be
willin
’
to
learn
?
"
Martin
paused
to
think
.
The
prospect
was
alluring
.
A
few
months
of
it
,
and
he
would
have
time
to
himself
for
study
.
He
could
work
hard
and
study
hard
.
"
Good
grub
an
’
a
room
to
yourself
,
"
Joe
said
.
