"Look at the signature, please, and see if it is not from Bessie White."
"It is signed Bessie," said Quincy.
"I thought so," exclaimed Alice. "She works for the same firm that I
did."
Quincy read the following:
"My Dear May:--I know that you will be glad to learn what is going on at
the great dry goods house of Borden, Waitt, & Fisher. Business is good,
and we girls are all tired out when night comes and have to go to a
party or the theatre to get rested. Mr. Ringgold, the head bookkeeper,
is disconsolate over your absence, and asks done or more of us every
morning if we have heard from Miss Pettengill. Then, every afternoon, he
says, 'Did I ask you this morning how Miss Pettengill was getting
along?' Of course it is this devotion to the interest of the firm that
leads him to ask these questions."
Alice flushed slightly, and turning to Quincy said, "Are you smiling,
Mr. Sawyer? There is nothing in it, I assure you; Bessie is a great
joker and torments the other girls unmercifully."
"I am glad there is nothing in it," said Quincy. "If I were a woman I
would be afraid to marry a bookkeeper.
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