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THE EMPORIUM

up in the air, his little eye on Mr. Shalford, his forehead crinkled, his lips always going to the formula, `Oh, my Heart and Liver!' The smart junior and the second apprentice vied with one another in obsequious alacrity. The smart junior aspired to Carshot's position and that made him almost violently subservient to Shalford. They all snapped at Kipps. Kipps held the blotting-pad and the safety inkpot and a box of tickets, and ran and fetched things. If he put the ink down before he went to fetch things, Mr. Shalford usually knocked it over, and if he took it away Mr. Shalford wanted it before he returned. `You make my tooth ache, Kipps,' Mr. Shalford would say. `You gimme n'ralgia. You got no more System in you than a bad potato.' And at the times when Kipps carried off the inkpot Mr. Shalford would become purple in the face, and jab round with his dry pen at imaginary inkpots and swear, and Carshot would stand and vociferate, and the smart junior would run to the corner of the department and vociferate, and the second apprentice would pursue Kipps, vociferating, `Look Alive, Kipps! Look Alive! Ink, Man! Ink!'
A vague self-disgust that shaped itselfas an intense hate of Shalford and all his fellow-creatures filled the soul of Kipps during these periods of storm and stress. He felt that the whole business was unjust and idiotic, but the why and the wherefore was too much for his unfortunate brain. His mind was a welter. One desire, the desire to dodge some, at least, of a pelting storm of disagreeable comment, guided him through a fumbling performance of his duties. His disgust was infinite ! It was not decreased by the inflamed ankles and sore feet that form a normal incident in the business of making an English draper, and the senior apprentice Minton, a gaunt, sullen-faced youngster with close-cropped, wiry, black hair, a loose, ugly mouth, and a moustache like a smudge of ink, directed his attention to deeper aspects of the question and sealed his misery.
`When you get too old to work they chuck you away,' said Minton. 'Lor! you find old drapers everywheretramps, beggars, dock labourers, bus conductors-Quod. Anywhere but in a crib.'
`Don't they get shops of their own?'
`Lord! 'Ow are they to get shops of their own? They

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