And I got me a job.

I had some money left, but not enough to buy kohinoors and race-horses with.
Beside, I really wanted to get to work--wanted it for the first time in my life.

You remember young Clayton in our class?
He and some other enterprising citizens had a building and loan association.

Such things are no doubt immoral, but I went to work for him.
"We had been in Chicago a week when Lucy wrote home what she had done, and begged forgiveness for being so abrupt about it.

At least, I suppose that is what she wrote.