'One needs ear lappers and a rubber coat at that table,' said he.
'And a chest protector,' I suggested, remembering the finger of
Force.
'I shall be leaving here soon, Brower,' said McGlingan as he lit a
cigar.
'Where shall you go?' I asked.
'To my own house.
'Going to hire a housekeeper?
'Going to marry one,' said he.
'That's funny,' I said. We're all to be married - every man of us.
'By Jove!' said McClingan, 'this is a time for congratulation. God
save us and grant for us all the best woman in the world.
Chapter 42
For every man he knew and loved Mr Greeley had a kindness that
filled him to the fingertips. When I returned he smote me on the
breast - an unfailing mark of his favour - and doubled my salary.
'If he ever smites you on the breast,' McClingan had once said to
me, 'turn the other side, for, man, your fortune is made.'
And there was some truth in the warning.
He was writing when I came in. A woman sat beside him talking.
An immense ham lay on the marble top of the steam radiator; a
basket of eggs sat on the floor near Mr Greeley's desk All sorts of
merchandise were sent to the Tribune those days, for notice, and
sold at auction, to members of the staff, by Mr Dana.
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