"Then stack the flour and sugar bags where they're kept.

Guess you reckoned to leave the truck all night where the transfer man dumped it.

If you can't serve a customer, I'll see you keep the store straight!" Drummond imagined the work would occupy him for an hour and might spoil his clothes.

Besides, if he gave way, his employer might make fresh encroachments on his evenings, and he thought the fellow wanted to goad him to revolt.
"No, sir," he said.

"It's closing time.