The demise of Mr. Wise came as no surprise to the clerks in his department, those weathered women who for years had borne his scorn so well. The story goes that Mr. Wise that day, balancing his tray at lunch, stepped lightly past the puddings, pies and cakes and pitched across his broth. Two feet …
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