"
"You're right," replied Richard. "Even if we only got a thousand dollars
it would help along wonderfully at home."
Monday morning found the two hard at work in the stock-room. About ten
o'clock Mr. Mann came up, and beckoned to Richard to come to one corner.
"I want to find out about an order that was shipped on the tenth to
Pittsburgh," he said, when they were alone. "There is something wrong
about it. You were here by yourself on that day. Do you remember it?"
"To Pittsburgh?" repeated Richard slowly. "Yes, I do. Mr. Williams
filled that order."
"Mr. Williams!" Mr. Mann looked surprised. "I don't understand."
"Mr. Williams came up here while I was alone and offered to help me.
I said that the Pittsburgh order I couldn't read very well; so he took
it and filled it. He will probably remember it."
"Probably he will," replied Mr. Mann, "and in that case the trouble
is certainly _all_ downstairs. You need not mention this occurrence
to any one."
Mr. Mann went below; and there were no more interruptions for that
day. But trouble was in the air, and on the following day the climax
came.
Richard was alone in the stock-room, Frank having just gone below on
business. There was a clatter on the stairs, and turning to see what
was the matter Richard confronted Earle Norris.
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