Mann's."
"He certainly isn't saving any money," replied Frank.
Frank Massanet had his own idea about Earle Norris and his peculiar
ways. He was almost certain that there would some day be a startling
development at Williams & Mann's, but, having as yet no proofs, he
kept quiet concerning his suspicions.
During the afternoon Richard had occasion again to visit the
packing-room, and once more Norris, who was the only one present,
approached him.
"How would you like to go to Niblo's Garden with me to-night?" he
asked. "I have two tickets, and I would be pleased to have your
company."
"I am much obliged, I'm sure, but I have an errand to-night," replied
Richard. "I must deliver two letters."
"Well, that ought not to take you all the evening. Come along; I don't
want to have the extra ticket and not use it. A friend of mine from
Brooklyn was going with me, but he has just dropped me a postal card
saying he is sick."
"Can't you sell the extra ticket?"
"Oh, I suppose I might; but I don't care to go alone," explained Norris.
"Come, you'll enjoy it, I know."
Richard was sorely tempted. The play at the theater was a standard
one, and the leading actor one of renown. Surely there wouldn't be
much harm in going.
If any other person than Norris had asked him, he would probably have
accepted.
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