"
The enumeration of the sordid details left the employer
absolutely unmoved, since he lacked the imagination necessary to
sympathize actually with the straining evil of a life such as the
girl had known. Indeed, he spoke with an air of just
remonstrance, as if the girl's charges were mischievously faulty.
"I have provided chairs behind the counters," he stated.
There was no especial change in the girl's voice as she answered
his defense. It continued musically low, but there was in it the
insistent note of sincerity.
"But have you ever seen a girl sitting in one of them?" she
questioned, coldly. "Please answer me. Have you? Of course
not," she said, after a little pause during which the owner had
remained silent. She shook her head in emphatic negation. "And
do you understand why? It's simply because every girl knows that
the manager of her department would think he could get along
without her, if he were to see her sitting down ----loafing, you
know! So, she would be discharged. All it amounts to is that,
after being on her feet for nine hours, the girl usually walks
home, in order to save carfare.
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