They tidied the kitchen. “What"s Mr. Monty like?” Dorothy said.
“Well, Ah found him a wee bit strange at first.”
The owner showed Montague Solomon round the pawn and announced that he"d bought the business. Mr. Solomon"s star lighted the drab work area. He seemed older in his dark, well-cut overcoat and brilliant white shirt with the hard collar; the rich silk tie lightened his appearance. His quick eyes, suggesting an enigmatic nature both shrewd and amusing, missed nothing. Ma didn"t like him, and though she"d served an apprenticeship in the pawn, and was now supervisor, decided to give notice.
“Ah"d never met anybody like him. Ah"d served ma time in the pawn and ah wis the supervisor but Ah meant to leave. Ah wis sure he"d sack me.”
“Why, Ma?”
“Tae tell the truth, Dorothy, Ah wis a
