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Mr.
Barlow
brought
his
glasses
to
the
inspection
and
set
his
mouth
slightly
ajar
that
he
might
better
listen
.
"
Well
,
Mr.
Blaine
.
We
have
n't
seen
you
for
several
days
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
Amory
.
"
I
'm
quitting
.
"
"
Well
--
well
--
this
is
--
"
"
I
do
n't
like
it
here
.
"
"
I
'm
sorry
.
I
thought
our
relations
had
been
quite
--
ah
--
pleasant
.
You
seemed
to
be
a
hard
worker
--
a
little
inclined
perhaps
to
write
fancy
copy
--
"
"
I
just
got
tired
of
it
,
"
interrupted
Amory
rudely
.
"
It
did
n't
matter
a
damn
to
me
whether
Harebell
's
flour
was
any
better
than
any
one
else
's
.
In
fact
,
I
never
ate
any
of
it
.
So
I
got
tired
of
telling
people
about
it
--
oh
,
I
know
I
've
been
drinking
--
"
Mr.
Barlow
's
face
steeled
by
several
ingots
of
expression
.
"
You
asked
for
a
position
--
"
Amory
waved
him
to
silence
.
