New Ulm weekly review., 1886-03-10
the Office to the private room. Mr..
RrOwn looked after him

the Office to the private room. Mr..
Brown looked after him.
He's a queer one, !" he soliloquized.
tsHe's been here four or five years, and
he takes things as coolly, as if he had
been here all his life-more coolly, in
fact. Half OF us would have gone to
Golding full pelt, but not he; catch
him hurrying. 1 can't make him out, "
and with this candid admission, Mr..
Brown turned his attention to his
letter writing.
Meanwhile Gilbert Renshaw had en-
tered the private room where Mr..
Golding sat alone.
ssYou have kept me waiting, Mr..
Renshaw."
sI regret to hear it, sir,' was the
quiet reply,
The chief shifted in his chair, and
looked up at the young man. OF all
his clerks, apart from the important
question of their s'market value"
Gilbert Renshaw was the one whom
he most disliked.
"Ihave sent for you, Mr.. Renshaw,"
resumed the chief, 'sto point out an
error of yours in these papers-an
error which might have involved grave
consequences"
Gilbert Renshaw bowed but said
nothing. The error thus magnifed in
to SO much Importance, was in reality
a trifing oversight, and was for the
most part the fault OF ajunior. This,
probably, Mr.. Golding well knew; but
as the papers would come before
Renshaw for revision, he choose to
assume that the entire blame rested
with him. The young man was at
once too high-minded and kind hearted
to exculpate himself by accusing his
junior, and in a few words expressed
his regret.
cit must not occur again, Mr.. Rem
shaw"
Gilbert bowed, but made no reply,
and then, after taking his principals
directions, left theroom.
MIR. Golding looked after him with
an annoyed expression on his face.
"If | catch you tripping again" he
muttered to himself, ''you shall suffer
for it my friend
But the days went by, and for a
time his yindictiveness remained with
out all opportunity to exercise itself.
He was shrewd enough, however, to
wait his opportunity. And that was
not long in coming. One Saturday af-
ternoon he happened to want Gilbert
for some purpose, and sent for him.
The young man could nowhere be
found Mr.. Golding glanced at the
clock and frowned angrily.
1t was just ten minutes to the time
at which, their work being done, the
clerks were entitled to leave. Some
were already closing their desks: and
making preparations for departure,
but the sudden appearance ofthe chief
in the outer Office galvanized them in
to renewed activity. A kind.hearted
senior in the meantime surreptitiously
dispatched an officeboy to the restau-
rant which Gilbert generally frequent
ed, but the well-meant effort was fruit
less.
Mr. Golding walked across the office
to the farther window, which, the
house beinga a corner one, commanded
the length OF the street, and stood
looking out. Suddenly he uttered a
slight exclamation, which drew all
eyes, with glances more or less furtive,
to the window. There, at some little
distance, quietly strolling along, was
Gilbert Renshaw Unconcious of those
watching him he paused at the corner,
looked at his watch, and, after mo-
ment's hesitation as if uncertain what
course to pursue, turned into a side
street and disappeared.
III.
Monday morning came, and to the
amazement Of each and all Mr.. Gold
ing was first at the office. The jun
ior's, who were naturally among the
earliest, were warned by the house
keeper in a, mysterious whisper that
tthe governor was there" A greater
degree of order and silence reigned
that morning than was usual.
One by one, as the clerks came in,
the various posts were taken up. By
the senior clerk s desk stood Mr.. Gold
ing, a hard, pitiless expression on his
face. The clock was just chimingnine,
when the door swung open, and Gill
bert Renshaw walked in. He glanced
round, evidently rather surprised at
seeing Mr.. Golding, and then walked
toward his desk. Ere he had taken
three steps the principals voice check
ed him:
"You need not trouble to open your
desk, Mr.. Renshaw.
Gilbert turned round, still more sur
prised at this intimation.
Mr.. Golding had walked across the
Office, and the two men stood facing
each other. One glance at the stern
face, those cold, keen eyes before him,
and Gilbert saw the others purpose
in a moment.
Every one in the office looked on,
either stealthily Or openly, with in
terest, and every one was puzzled by
the way in which the young man
maintained his usual air OF easy in
difference. But Mr.. Golding gave but
little time for speculation.
"You left before the time OH Satur-
day, Mr. Renshaw?"
"About ten minutes before two"
answered the other.
"And your reason for doing SOP"
ssMv work was finished and I had