ildings caused Thomas to marvel unceasingly. In London
cubby-holes were sufficient. If merchants like Killigrew, generally
these were along the water-front; creaky, old, dim-windowed. In this
bewildering country a man conducted his business as from a palace. The
warehouses were distinct establishments.

Thomas entered the portals, stepped cautiously into one of the
express-elevators (so they insisted upon calling them here), and was
shot up to the fourteenth floor, all of which was occupied by Killigrew
and Company. It was Thomas' first venture in this district. And he
learned the amazing fact that it was ordinarily as easy to see Mr.
Killigrew as it was to see King George. Office-boys, minor clerks,
head clerks, managers; they quizzed and buffeted him hither and
thither. He never thought to state at the outset that he was Mrs.
Killigrew's private secretary; he merely said that it was very
important that he should see Mr. Killigrew at once.

"Mr. Killigrew is busy," he was informed by the assistant manager, at
whose desk Thomas finally arrived. "If you will give me your card I'll
have it sent in to him."

Thomas confessed that he had no card. The assistant manager grew
distinctly chilling.

"If you will be so kind as to inform Mr. Killigrew that Mr. Webb, Mrs.
Killigrew's private secretary . . ."

"Why didn't you say that at once, Mr. Webb? Here, boy; tell Mr.
Killigrew that Mr. Webb wishes to see him. You might just as well
follow the boy."

Killigrew was smoking, and perusing the baseball edition of his
favorite evening paper. All this red-tape to approach a man who wasn't
doing anything more vital than that! Thomas smiled. It was a
wonderful people.

"Why, hello, Webb! What's the matter? Anything wrong at the
house?"--anxiously.

"No, Mr. Killigrew. I came to see you on a personal matter."

Killigrew dropped the newspaper on his desk, a little frown between his
eyes. He made no inquiry.

"Miss Killigrew tells me that you will not be home this evening, and
that I am to take her and Mrs. Killigrew to the theater."

"Anything in the way to prevent you?" Killigrew appeared vastly
relieved for some reason.

"As a matter of fact, sir, I haven't the proper clothes; and I thought
you might advise me where to go to obtain them."

Killigrew laughed until the tears started. The very heartiness of it
robbed it of all rudeness. "Good lord! and I was worrying my head off.
Webb, you're all ri