As I proceeded to insert the paper and lay out the copy to hand, he crossed over to the young man at the other end of the room and began a short conversation which ended in some trivial demand that sent the young man from the room.

As the door closed behind him Mayor Packard returned to my side.
"Keep on with your work and never mind mistakes," said he.

"What I want is to hear the questions you told me to expect from you if you stayed." Seemingly Mayor Packard did not wish this young man to know my position in the house.

Was it possible he did not wholly trust him?
My hands trembled from the machine and I was about to turn and give my full thought to what I had to say.

But pride checked the impulse.