Mr.Sherwell, with a gesture of contempt, replaced upon the floor the one which he had detached from its fellows.

He leaned unsteadily across the table.
"A dirty trick, Mr.Auctioneer," he declared.

"Shan't come here any more! Shan't buy anything! Ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Yah!" Mr.Sherwell, feeling his way carefully out, made an impressive if not very dignified exit.

Mr.Waddington gripped his clerk by the arm.
"Burton," he hissed under his breath, "get out of this before I throw you down! Never let me see your idiot face again! If you're at the office when I come back, I'll kill you! I'll clerk myself.