"What! After all that he did for you the other night?" demanded
Hazelton, aghast. "After the man saved your--"
"Oh, I'm quite satisfied to be fired, Mr. Hazelton," Tim Griggs broke
in. "In fact, I'm very grateful to Mr. Reade. He has certainly given me
a big boost forward in the world."
"What are you going to do now, Griggs?" Harry asked.
"You'd better address him as 'Mr. Griggs,' Harry," Tom hinted. "He is a
foreman now, at six dollars a day, and entitled to his Mister."
"Foreman?" Harry repeated, while Gregg's grin broadened.
"Yes," Tom continued. "Mr. Griggs is to be foreman on the new job that
I've just been telling you about in town. After this, if Mr. Griggs is
careful to behave himself, he's likely always to be a foreman on some
job or other for the A., G. & N. M."
Harry sprang forward, seizing the hand of Tim Griggs and shaking it with
enthusiasm.
"Bully old Griggs! Lucky old Griggs!" Hazelton bubbled forth. "Mr.
Griggs, you'll believe from now on what I've always believed--that it's
a great piece of luck in itself to be one of Tom Reade's friends.
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