The old German, who was used to his sudden humours and utter want of manners peered after his retreating figure with a puzzled look.
Jonah had walked out of the door to look for work.

He saw that it was useless to expect the constant work and wages that he needed from Paasch, for the old man's business had remained stationary during the twelve years that Jonah had worked for him.

And he had decided to leave him, if a job could be found.

He stood on the footpath and surveyed the Road with some anxiety.

There were plenty of shops, but few of them in which he would be welcome, owing to his reputation as leader of the Push.