subject. Grindley junior, eager for anything that might bring
variety into his new, cramped existence, undertook to qualify himself.

Within two months the arrangements were complete. Grindley junior
divided his time between dispensing groceries and despatching telegrams
and letters, and was grateful for the change.

Grindley junior's mind was fixed upon the fashioning of a cornucopia to
receive a quarter of a pound of moist. The customer, an extremely young
lady, was seeking to hasten his operations by tapping incessantly with a
penny on the counter. It did not hurry him; it only worried him.
Grindley junior had not acquired facility in the fashioning of
cornucopias--the vertex would invariably become unrolled at the last
moment, allowing the contents to dribble out on to the floor or counter.
Grindley junior was sweet-tempered as a rule, but when engaged upon the
fashioning of a cornucopia, was irritable.

"Hurry up, old man!" urged the extremely young lady. "I've got another
appointment in less than half an hour."

"Oh, damn the thing!" said Grindley junior, as the paper for the fourth
time reverted to its original shape.

An older lady, standing behind the extremely young lady and holding a
telegram-form in her hand, looked indignant.

"Temper, temper," remarked the extremely young lady in reproving tone.

The fifth time was more successful. The extremely young lady went out,
commenting upon the waste of time always resulting when boys were
employed to do the work of men. The older lady, a haughty person, handed
across her telegram with the request that it should be sent off at once.

Grindley junior took his pencil from his pocket and commenced to count.

"_Digniori_, not _digniorus_," commented Grindley junior, correcting the
word, "_datur digniori_, dative singular." Grindley junior, still
irritable from the struggle with the cornucopia, spoke sharply.

The haughty lady withdrew her eyes from a spot some ten miles beyond the
back of the shop, where hitherto they had been resting, and fixed them
for the first time upon Grindley junior.

"Thank you," said the haughty lady.

Grindley junior looked up and immediately, to his annoyance, felt that he
was blushing. Grindley junior blushed easily--it annoyed him very much.

The haughty young lady also blushed. She did not often blush; when she
did, she felt angry with herself.

"A shilling and a penny," demanded Grindley junior.

The haughty yo