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Rh were advertised, but as Angie already had water on the knees she didn’t mind it. She sat and just thought about zeros, and how  soon she’d get married. How many, many husbands peered at her through the plate  glass and longed for a wife as silent as  Angie! But Angie never knew. If she had she would have burst a blood vessel.

For this work Angie received two dollars a week and all the water she wanted to drink,  free. Seeing so many men, she was never lonely. The only thing she disliked about it was having to sleep on the radiator all  night; but she simply had to get dry enough  to go to work the next morning, and after  all, her radiator was one of the softest in  New York. Every situation, however, has its little drawbacks anyway; even a Bank  President has to get used to the drafts.

Now among the faces that stared at Angie, wondering if indeed she were human, or  only a gently smiling vegetable, was one so  covered with whiskers that at first she could  hardly tell whether it was a man or a woman. But oh, those eyes! Angie thought them capital I’s. Gazing at them, she felt just as if she were going over Niagara Falls in