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CHAPTER33

, ' , , afterall; thathewouldgoovertoSanFrancisco, totheTranscontinentaloffice, collectthefivedollarsduehim, andwithitredeemhissuitofclothes.

, bypreference, fromBrissenden, , , , andheknewnooneinSanFranciscofromwhomtoborrowanothertencents.

ThedoortotheTranscontinentalofficewasajar, andMartin, intheactofopeningit, wasbroughttoasuddenpausebyaloudvoicefromwithin, whichexclaimed:- "Butthatisnotthequestion, ." (Ford, Martinknew, fromhiscorrespondence, tobetheeditor'sname.) "Thequestionis, areyoupreparedtopay?—cash, andcashdown, Imean? , rightnow, theChristmasTranscontinentaldon', comeandseeme."

Thedoorjerkedopen, andthemanflungpastMartin, withanangrycountenanceandwentdownthecorridor, , , , , theboybeckonedhimfromhalfwayacrosstheroomandledhimtotheprivateoffice, ', youthful-lookingman, sittingataroll-topdesk, .

"I—IamMartinEden," Martinbegantheconversation.("AndIwantmyfivedollars," waswhathewouldhavelikedtosay.)

Butthiswashisfirsteditor, , "Youdon'tsayso!" andthenextmoment, withbothhands, wasshakingMartin'shandeffusively.

"Can'tsayhowgladIamtoseeyou, ."

HereheheldMartinoffatarm'slengthandranhisbeamingeyesoverMartin'ssecond-bestsuit, whichwasalsohisworstsuit, andwhichwasraggedandpastrepair, thoughthetrousersshowedthecarefulcreasehehadputinwithMaria'sflat-irons.

"Iconfess, though, , youknow, showedsuchbreadth, andvigor, , thatstory—; firstletmeintroduceyoutothestaff."

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