“Iamtakingyouhome。Seeyouto-night，sir，“Jackadded，noddingtohisfather。
Thetwoyoungmenpassedouttogethertothecar。
“Yes，Tony，“saidJack，“Ihavetakenoveryourjob。“
“Myjob？Whatdoyoumeanbythat？“askedTony，bitterandsulleninfaceandtone。
“Iamthenewmanageroftheplaningmill。Dadhadyouslatedforthatposition，butyouhadn’tmanager-timberinyou。“