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"
Clyde
was
off
toward
one
of
the
two
elevators
marked
,
"
employees
,
"
the
proper
one
to
use
,
he
thought
,
because
he
had
been
taken
to
the
twelfth
floor
that
way
,
but
another
boy
stepping
out
from
one
of
the
fast
passenger
elevators
cautioned
him
as
to
his
mistake
.
"
Goin
'
to
a
room
?
"
he
called
.
"
Use
the
guest
elevators
.
Them
's
for
the
servants
or
anybody
with
bundles
.
"
Clyde
hastened
to
cover
his
mistake
.
"
Eight
,
"
he
called
.
There
being
no
one
else
on
the
elevator
with
them
,
the
Negro
elevator
boy
in
charge
of
the
car
saluted
him
at
once
.
"
You
's
e
new
,
ai
n't
you
?
I
ai
n't
seen
you
around
her
befo
'
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
just
came
on
,
"
replied
Clyde
.
"
Well
,
you
wo
n't
hate
it
here
,
"
commented
this
youth
in
the
most
friendly
way
.
"
No
one
hates
this
house
,
I
'll
say
.
Eight
did
you
say
?
"
He
stopped
the
car
and
Clyde
stepped
out
.
He
was
too
nervous
to
think
to
ask
the
direction
and
now
began
looking
at
room
numbers
,
only
to
decide
after
a
moment
that
he
was
in
the
wrong
corridor
.
The
soft
brown
carpet
under
his
feet
;
the
soft
,
cream
-
tinted
walls
;
the
snow-white
bowl
lights
in
the
ceiling
--
all
seemed
to
him
parts
of
a
perfection
and
a
social
superiority
which
was
almost
unbelievable
--
so
remote
from
all
that
he
had
ever
known
.
And
finally
,
finding
882
,
he
knocked
timidly
and
was
greeted
after
a
moment
by
a
segment
of
a
very
stout
and
vigorous
body
in
a
blue
and
white
striped
union
suit
and
a
related
segment
of
a
round
and
florid
head
in
which
was
set
one
eye
and
some
wrinkles
to
one
side
of
it
.
"
Here
's
a
dollar
bill
,
son
,
"
said
the
eye
seemingly
--
and
now
a
hand
appeared
holding
a
paper
dollar
.
It
was
fat
and
red
.
"
You
go
out
to
a
haberdasher
's
and
get
me
a
pair
of
garters
--
Boston
Garters
--
silk
--
and
hurry
back
.
"
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
replied
Clyde
,
and
took
the
dollar
.
The
door
closed
and
he
found
himself
hustling
along
the
hall
toward
the
elevator
,
wondering
what
a
haberdasher
's
was
.
As
old
as
he
was
--
seventeen
--
the
name
was
new
to
him
.
He
had
never
even
heard
it
before
,
or
noticed
it
at
least
.
If
the
man
had
said
a
"
gents
'
furnishing
store
,
"
he
would
have
understood
at
once
,
but
now
here
he
was
told
to
go
to
a
haberdasher
's
and
he
did
not
know
what
it
was
.
A
cold
sweat
burst
out
upon
his
forehead
.
His
knees
trembled
.
The
devil
!
What
would
he
do
now
?
Could
he
ask
any
one
,
even
Hegglund
,
and
not
seem
--
He
pushed
the
elevator
button
.
The
car
began
to
descend
.
A
haberdasher
.
A
haberdasher
.
Suddenly
a
sane
thought
reached
him
.
Supposing
he
did
n't
know
what
a
haberdasher
was
?
After
all
the
man
wanted
a
pair
of
silk
Boston
garters
.
Where
did
one
get
silk
Boston
garters
--
at
a
store
,
of
course
,
a
place
where
they
sold
things
for
men
.
Certainly
.
A
gents
'
furnishing
store
.
He
would
run
out
to
a
store
.
