? ? ? ? "Well, young fellow, what can I do for you?" asked a dapper looking clerk.
? ? ? ? "I would like to see Mr. Goodnow."
? ? ? ? "He's reading his letters. He won't see you."
? ? ? ? Rodney was provoked.
? ? ? ? "Do you decide who is to see him?" he asked.
? ? ? ? "You're impudent, young feller."
? ? ? ? "Am I? Perhaps you will allow Mr. Goodnow to see me, as long as he told me to call here this morning."
? ? ? ? "That's a different thing," returned the other in a different tone. "If you're sure about that you can go to the office in the back part of the room."
? ? ? ? Rodney followed directions and found himself at the entrance of a room which had been partitioned off for the use of the head of the firm.
? ? ? ? Mr. Goodnow was seated at a desk with his back to him, and was employed in opening letters. Without turning round he said, "Sit down and I will attend to you in a few minutes."
? ? ? ? Rodney seated himself on a chair near the door. In about ten minutes Mr. Goodnow turned around.
? ? ? ? "Who is it?" he asked.
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