"I'll get him." He walked back to the office, the tramp following.

"I say, Mr.Kling!" he called impudently.
Otto lifted his head.

He had locked up the mantilla and had the key in his pocket.

For him the incident was closed.
"Vell ?" replied Otto dryly.
"Does this man work over at Cleary's express ?" "He does.

Vy ?" "Oh, nothing.