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jostling him on the crowded pavement as though they did not know he had
just come from New York。
Roger turned in at a huge office building on Broad Street and took an
express elevator。 Aubrey did not dare follow him into the car； so he
waited in the lobby。 He learned from the starter that there was a second
tier of elevators on the other side of the building； so he tipped a boy a
quarter to watch them for him； describing Mifflin so accurately that he
could not be missed。 By this time Aubrey was in a thoroughly ill temper；
and enjoyed quarrelling with the starter on the subject of indicators for
showing the position of the elevators。 Observing that in this building the
indicators were glass tubes in which the movement of the car was traced
by a rising or falling column of coloured fluid； Aubrey remarked testily
that that old…fashioned stunt had long been abandoned in New York。 The
starter retorted that New York was only two hours away if he liked it better。
This argument helped to fleet the time rapidly。
Meanwhile Roger； with the pleasurable sensation of one who expects
to be received as a distinguished visitor from out of town； had entered the
luxurious suite of Mr。 Oldham。 A young lady； rather too transparently
shirtwaisted but fair to look upon； asked what she could do for him。
〃I want to see Mr。 Oldham。〃
〃What name shall I say？〃
〃Mr。 MifflinMr。 Mifflin of Brooklyn。〃
〃Have you an appointment？〃
〃Yes。〃
Roger sat down with agreeable anticipation。 He noticed the shining
mahogany of the office furniture； the sparkling green jar of drinking water；
the hushed and efficient activity of the young ladies。 〃Philadelphia girls
are amazingly comely；〃 he said to himself； 〃but none of these can hold a
candle to Miss Titania。〃
The young lady returned from the private office looking a little
perplexed。
〃Did you have an appointment with Mr。 Oldham？〃 she said。 〃He
doesn't seem to recall it。〃
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〃Why； certainly；〃 said Roger。 〃It was arranged by telephone on
Saturday afternoon。 Mr。 Oldham's secretary called me up。〃
〃Have I got your name right？〃 she asked； showing a slip on which she
had written Mr。 Miflin。
〃Two f's；〃 said Roger。 〃Mr。 Roger Mifflin； the bookseller。〃
The girl retired； and came back a moment later。
〃Mr。 Oldham's very busy；〃 she said； 〃but he can see you for a
moment。〃
Roger was ushered into the private office； a large； airy room lined with
bookshelves。 Mr。 Oldham； a tall； thin man with short gray hair and lively
black eyes； rose courteously from his desk。
〃How do you do； sir；〃 he said。 〃I'm sorry； I had forgotten our
appointment。〃
〃He must be very absent minded；〃 thought Roger。 〃Arranges to sell a
collection worth half a million； and forgets all about it。〃
〃I came over in response to your message；〃 he said。 〃About selling
your collection。〃
Mr。 Oldham looked at him； rather intently； Roger thought。
〃Do you want to buy it？〃 he said。
〃To buy it？〃 said Roger； a little peevishly。 〃Why； no。 I came over to
appraise it for you。 Your secretary telephoned me on Saturday。〃
〃My dear sir；〃 replied the other； 〃there must be some mistake。 I have
no intention of selling my collection。 I never sent you a message。〃
Roger was aghast。
〃Why；〃 he exclaimed； 〃your secretary called me up on Saturday and
said you particularly wanted me to come over this morning； to examine
your books with you。 I've made the trip from Brooklyn for that purpose。〃
Mr。 Oldham touched a buzzer； and a middle…aged woman came into
the office。 〃Miss Patterson；〃 he said； 〃did you telephone to Mr。 Mifflin of
Brooklyn on Saturday； asking him〃
〃It was a man that telephoned；〃 said Roger。
〃I'm exceedingly sorry； Mr。 Mifflin；〃 said Mr。 Oldham。 〃More sorry
than I can tell youI'm afraid someone has played a trick on you。 As I told
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you； and Miss Patterson will bear me out； I have no idea of selling my
books； and have never authorized any one even to suggest such a thing。〃
Roger was filled with confusion and anger。 A hoax on the part of
some of the Corn Cob Club； he thought to himeslf。 He flushed painfully
to recall the simplicity of his glee。
〃Please don't be embarrassed；〃 said Mr。 Oldham； seeing the little man's
vexation。 〃Don't let's consider the trip wasted。 Won't you come out and
dine with me in the country this evening； and see my things？〃
But Roger was too proud to accept this balm； courteous as it was。
〃I'm sorry；〃 he said； 〃but I'm afraid I can't do it。 I'm rather busy at
home； and only came over because I believed this to be urgent。〃
〃Some other time； perhaps；〃 said Mr。 Oldham。 〃Look here； you're a
bookseller？ I don't believe I know your shop。 Give me your card。 The
next time I'm in New York I'd like to stop in。〃
Roger got away as quickly as the other's politeness would let him。 He
chafed savagely at the awkwardness of his position。 Not until he reached
the street again did he breathe freely。
〃Some of Jerry Gladfist's tomfoolery； I'll bet a hat；〃 he muttered。 〃By
the bones of Fanny Kelly； I'll make him smart for it。〃
Even Aubrey； picking up the trail again； could see that Roger was
angry。
〃Something's got his goat；〃 he reflected。 〃I wonder what he's peeved
about？〃
They crossed Broad Street and Roger started off down Chestnut。
Aubrey saw the bookseller halt in a doorway to light his pipe； and stopped
some yards behind him to look up at the statue of William Penn on the
City Hall。 It was a blustery day； and at that moment a gust of wind
whipped off his hat and sent it spinning down Broad Street。 He ran half a
block before he recaptured it。 When he got back to Chestnut； Roger had
disappeared。 He hurried down Chestnut Street； bumping pedestrians in
his eagerness； but at Thirteenth he halted in dismay。 Nowhere could he