Tom felt more dread than joy at his rocket-like promotion.
Arthur turned around and joked with his anxious old friend, "The Bath star badge suits you well, but if you want to handle the Police Intelligence Department's record center adequately, the vocabulary you learned from Sunday school won't cut it; you really need to study hard."
Tom put down the file in his hands, sat in his chair, and sighed, "Arthur... I... I'll definitely study hard. But after all, I'm just a farmer at heart. I can't compare to those grammar school-educated middle schoolers when it comes to clerical work. If it really doesn't work out, could you... maybe speak to Director Rowan and have me returned to front-line physical labor?"
