P. G. Wodehouse,
The Man Upstairs and Other Stories…
(1914)
“ She hated Joe for shattering this and reminding her that she was his employee. Her quick flush was not lost on Eddy.'Dear old Joe is a little abrupt sometimes,' he said. 'But—''He's a pig!' said Mary, defiantly.'But you mustn't mind it. New York makes men like that.''It hasn't made you—not to me, at any rate. Oh, Eddy,' she cried, impulsively, 'I'm frightened. I wish I had never come here. You're the only thing in this whole city that isn't hateful.''Poor little girl!' he said. 'Never mind. Let me take you and give you some lunch. Come along.'Eddy was soothing. ”
