o that was her game! It was Vee she was
bringin' along!

"Well?" says Mr. Robert.

I expect I was some pinked up, and fussed, too, at the prospect. "Excuse
me," says I, "but I got to sidestep."

"Why," says he, "I rather thought this assignment might be somewhat
agreeable."

"I know," says I. "You mean well enough; but, honest, Mr. Robert, if
that foxy old dame's comin' down here with Miss Vee, I'm--well, I don't
stand for it, that's all! I'm off; with a blue ticket or without one,
just as you say."

I was reachin' for my new lid too, when Mr. Robert puts out his hand.

"Wouldn't that be--er--rather a serious breach of office discipline?"
says he. "Surely, without some good reason----"

"Ah, say!" says I. "You don't think I'm springin' any prima donna whim,
do you? It's this plot to show me up through the wrong end of the
telescope that gets me sore."

"Scarcely lucid," says he, lookin' puzzled. "Could you put it a little
simpler?"

"I'll make it long primer," says I. "How do I stand here in the
Corrugated? You know, maybe, and sometimes I give a guess myself; but on
the books, and as far as outsiders go, I'm just plain office boy, ain't
I, like 'steen thousand other four-dollar-a-week kids that's old enough
to have work papers? I've been here goin' on four years now, and I ain't
beefed much about it, have I? That's because I've been used white and
the pay has been decent. Also I'm strong for you and Mr. Ellins. I
expect you know that, Mr. Robert. Maybe I ain't got it in me to be
anything but an office boy, either; but when it comes to goin' on
exhibition before certain parties as the double cipher on the east side
of the decimal--well, that's where I make my foolish play."

"Ah!" says he, rubbin' his chin thoughtful. "Now I fully understand. And,
as you suggest, there has been for some time past something--er--equivocal
about your position here. However, just at this moment I have hardly time
to---- By Jove!" Here he breaks off and glances at the clock. "Two-fifteen,
and a general council of our attorneys called for half-past in the
directors' room! Someone else must attend to Miss Verona's estimable
aunt--positively! Now if there was anyone who could relieve you from
the gate----"

"Heiny, the bondroom boy," says I.

"Why not?" says Mr. Robert. "Then, if you should choose to stay and
prime yourself with facts about those debentures, there is that extra
desk in my office, you know. Would you mind using