plaining why you came here for this job and how you propose to rise in
the ranks of Eason and Son, Ltd., by dint of perseverance and assiduity
where there is great opportunity in this company for a boy that will keep
his eye on the guidon ahead and guard his flanks from the siren call of sin.
I write,
Frank McCourt,
4, Little Barrington Street,
Limerick City,
County Limerick,
Ireland
I am applying for this job so that I can rise to the highest
ranks of Easons Ltd., by dint of perseverance and assadooty
knowing that if I keep my eyes ahead and protect my flanks
Ill be safe from all temptation and a credit to Easons and Ire-
land in general.
Whats this? says Mr. McCaffrey. Do we have here a twisting of the
truth?
I dont know, Mr. McCaffrey.
Little Barrington Street.Thats a lane.Why are you calling it a street?
You live in a lane, not a street.
They call it a street, Mr. McCaffrey.
Dont be getting above yourself, boy.
Oh, I wouldnt, Mr. McCaffrey.
You live in a lane and that means you have nowhere to go but up.
Do you understand that, McCourt?
I do, sir.
You have to work your way out of the lane, McCourt.
I do, Mr. McCaffrey.
You have the cut and jib of a lane boy, McCourt.
Yes, Mr. McCaffrey.
You have the look of the lane all over you. All over you from poll
to toe cap. Dont try to fool the populace, McCourt.Youd have to rise
early in the morning to fool the likes of me.
Oh, I wouldnt, Mr. McCaffrey.
Then theres the eyes.Very sore eyes you have there. Can you see?
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