The Washington herald., 1907-11-01

son, who recently married very much be-
meath him. has been interesting himself
quite unnecessarily in the business
Miss Vida called in to see her mother,
and he took the affair up-for the sake
Of any spare kudos, I suppose. His father
is a man of property and influence in
Thorsby SO my advice to YOU is 10 get
Caroline and her too lively daughter out
Of this place as soon as possible You
cannot do this too soon to suit. dear
Jacob, your afTect0nate brother.
THOMAS ROMER."
Mr. Jacob Romer, of CORN House. was
a red-faced man. OF middle stature, some
what replete with protuberant eyes and
whIttsh bristle Of hair in which could
be discovered no particular parting or
arrangement As he went on reading
through the letter his face grew redder,
and he rubbed up lis hackle furiously as
if his very fingers were electric with
spite. a pair of remote porcine eyes
snapped and scintilated. and he put all
the terse vigor of the master OF many
thousand workmen into the pendulum to-
and-fro of his walk. A scared man-serv-
ans peeped carefully round the corner of
the door.
Go away shouted his master, bend
ing suddenly, as if seeking something to
throw at him. But another idea struck
Mr.. Romer at the moment and he called
out: Where is Kahn? Send Kahn 10
me"
The man appeared round the door OBJ
/ viously holding himself ready to dodge.
and faltering his belief that Mr. Kahn
had gone to the office"
We'll, send for him, can't you2" shout
cd Mr Jacob Romer. And, see here. if
you don't have him up within FIVE min
utes-TIl-!"
But the man-seryant. GregsOn, who
/ knew his master, was already assisting
/ the page boy upon his cycle. with orders
/ to ride for his life. and beg Mr. Kahn to
hurry-that the master wanted him-im-
mediately-and. indeed, very much sooner.
! Scenes like this were all in the days
work at CORN House and, as Gregson
| truly said, ii was not every self-respect-
! ing man-servant who would stand it. But
| the pay and the place had their advan-
| tages; therefore, GregsOn remained-and
/ did his grumbling out of business hours.
/ Mr. kahn-James Kahn-was known
| both at the house and at the cOmpany's
/ pits as The Confidential" He was a
/ little. faTiSh man of indefinite age. In
definite atiOnality-everything. in fact
anywhere, that is. between twenty-five
and forty. He had a brisk. hateful look.
as if the people about amused him. and
/ he was thinking at the same time what
/ ill-triCk he could safely play them. His
| small. gray. deep-set eyes dwelt an in
stant on your face and then swerved
aside Had Kahn worn poor clothes in
stead of being always fashiOnably at
tired. he would at once have been arrest
/ ed for a vagabond He had false. pleas
ant smile, a thick neck, and such broad
/ shoulders on such a short body that they
gave him the look OF being slightly de-
| formed He hid extreme bodily force un-
der the faccid languor of used-up man
about-tOwn.
| When he entered the morning room at
the house. Mr. ROmer motioned him TO
shut the door. Then, without the slight
est salutation or introduction. he demand
ed: Which boat lying just now at Port
| Incubus can be got ready for sea the
] quickest"
Ore or CARGO" inquired James Kahn,
with equally little surprise.
Cargo" said his master impatiently.
! "and belonging 20 the firm"
The little thick-set man with the gray