CHAPTER III.
There was a little flutter of excitement in the offices of Messrs.
Kendrick, Stone, Morgan and Company when, at a few minutes after eleven the following morning, Wingate descended from a taxicab, pushed open the swing doors of the large general office and enquired for Mr.Kendrick.
Without a moment's delay he was shown into Roger Kendrick's private room, but the little thrill caused by his entrance did not at once pass away.
It was like the visit of a general to Divisional Headquarters.

Action of some sort seemed to be in the air.

Ideas of big dealings already loomed large in the minds of the little army of clerks.

Telephones were handled longingly.

Those of the firm who were members of the Stock Exchange abandoned any work of a distracting nature and held themselves ready for a prompt rush across the street.
Even Roger Kendrick, as he shook hands with his client, was conscious of a little thrill of expectation.