"He is a nice man," thought Richard, when Mr. Williams had gone. "I
am sure he would not have treated Mr. Mann with more consideration
than he did me. No wonder Mr. Joyce called for him first the day he
brought me here."
A little later Earle Norris came up.
"Hello! alone?" he exclaimed.
"Yes."
"How's that?" Thought Massanet was as steady as clockwork.
Richard told him why Frank was absent.
"Oh, that's all right," said Norris.
"What brought you up?" asked Richard.
"I came up to see if Martin's order from Pittsburgh was filled yet.
It's got to go first thing in the morning."
"There it is; been done half an hour ago," replied Richard.
He did not think it necessary to add that Mr. Williams had filled it.
"All right; send it down at once," replied Norris. "Rather tough,
making you do all the work," he added. "I'd strike for higher pay."
"I am very well satisfied with the way I am treated," returned Richard.
Norris disappeared, and a moment later Richard sent the crate containing
the goods down on the elevator to be packed up below. After that he
worked steadily until six o'clock, at which time he had the satisfaction
of knowing that every order sent up had been promptly and correctly
filled.
Richard found Frank and his mother already at home when he reached
there in the evening.
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