"I don't want to get any one into trouble. But I'll tell you,
Mr. Norris," he went on, "I think you're on the wrong track. Take my
advice, even if I am younger than you, and steer clear of the Laurel
Club."
"I'll think of it," replied the shipping-clerk, turning away.
"I guess I've shut the young fool up," he muttered to himself. "He
might have placed me in a decided fix if he had told all he knew."
Of course Richard reported the interview to Frank. Indeed the two were
now deep in each other's confidence, and no such thought as keeping
the matter to himself would have crossed Richard's mind.
"Perhaps it will teach him a lesson," said Frank. "But I doubt it.
Better keep an eye on him."
Later in the day Mr. Mann came up to the stock-room, looking very
black. He asked a number of questions about some books that had been
sent to Troy four days before. "The party that received them says there
were five or six sets of Irving's works badly damaged. Do you know
anything about it?"
"No, sir," replied Frank promptly. "Those we packed up were all in
first-class order."
"Well, there was some damaged stock here."
"Yes, sir, quite a good deal that was soaked by that water-pipe bursting
three weeks ago. But Mr. Williams ordered us to sort it out, and it
was all sent to the second-hand dealer's last week.
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