I couldn't wait to get professional work, but I had an offer to drive a dray.

I am a farmer's son and was accustomed to hard work as a boy.

I accepted the offer and here I am.

I can lay up half my earnings and am quite satisfied." "But you won't be a drayman all your life ?" "Oh, no, sir.

But I may as well keep at it till I can get into something more to my taste." And the young lawyer drove off.
"It's a queer country," said Morgan.