More elevators, more passages, a glass door, still bearing the names "Barker and Lindstrand," and they had reached their destination.
The office was on the second floor, with large windows looking over the street; there were several people in the room they first entered, and the first person Claudius saw was Mr.Barker junior, his friend.
"Well," said Barker, "so you have found us out.

That's right.

I was coming round to see you afterwards, for I did not suppose you would like to face 'the street' alone.

Father," he said, turning to a thickset man with white hair and bushy eyebrows, "this is Dr.Claudius, Mr.
Lindstrand's nephew." The old gentleman looked up keenly into Claudius's face, and smiled pleasantly as he put out his hand.

He said a few words of cordial welcome, and seemed altogether a sturdy, hearty, hardworking man of business--rather a contrast to his son.