"H'm! I don't know about that," said he. "No, I think you'd better not.
Grindhusen can manage all right by himself. And, besides, I'm going to
inspect myself. You've no business to go off doing things like that
without asking me first."
Well, he was right of course, so far as that went, and I begged his
pardon. And, indeed, knowing as I did how he was set on playing the master
and lording it over his men, I might have had more sense.
But begging his pardon only seemed to egg him on; he felt deeply injured,
and grew quite excited over it.
"I'll have no more of this!" he said. "My men are here to carry out my
orders; that's all they've got to do. I took you on to give you a chance,
not because I'd any use for you myself. And I've no use for you now,
anyhow."
I stood there staring at him, and said never a word.
"You can come round to the office today and get your wages," he went on.
And then he turned to go.
So I was the one to be dismissed! Now I understood what Grindhusen had
meant with his hints about me.
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