There was no reply; the little man's sensitive dignity had evidently taken offense.
The one thing to be done (remembering all that she had to dread from the wanton exercise of Jack's tongue) was to soothe his ruffled vanity without further delay.

There would be no difficulty in discovering him, if he had not gone out.

Wherever his Mistress might be at the moment, there he was sure to be found.
Trying Mrs.Wagner's room first, without success, the widow descended to the ground floor and made her way to the offices.

In the private room, formerly occupied by Mr.Engelman, David Glenney's aunt was working at her desk; and Jack Straw was perched on the old-fashioned window-seat, putting the finishing touches to Minna's new straw hat..