Oh, Iris, if you only knew!" He put back the letters and the packet, locked the safe, and resumed his seat.
The red-eyed assistant, still gumming and pasting his slips with punctilious regard to duty, had been following his master's movements with curiosity.
"Counting his investments again as usual," Mr.James murmured.

"Ah! and adding 'em up! Always at it.

Oh, what a trade it must have been once!" Just then there appeared in the door a gentleman.

He was quite shabby, and even ragged in his dress, but he was clearly a gentleman.

He was no longer young; his shoulders were bent, and he had the unmistakable stamp and carriage of a student.
"Guv'nor's at home," said the assistant briefly.
The visitor walked into the sanctum.