But look there! Those are the replies to my advertisement.' He pointed to a heap of five or six hundred letters, and laughed consumedly.
'Impossible to read them all, you know.

It seemed to me that the fairest thing would be to shake them together, stick my hand in, and take out one by chance.

If it didn't seem very promising, I would try a second time.

But the first letter was yours, and I thought the fair thing to do was at all events to see you, you know.

The fact is, I am only able to offer a pound a week.' 'I shall be very glad indeed to take that,' said Reardon, who was bathed in perspiration.
'Then what about references, and so on ?' proceeded the young man, chuckling and rubbing his hands together.
The applicant was engaged.