She told Roy about it when he came to see her that night.
“Oh, C. B.’s a wonder,” he agreed; “he carries that whole concern on his shoulders, and you can rest assured there’s nothing goes on down there that he doesn’t know. They all depend on him.”
“He seems so over-burdened, and so—so harassed,” Jeannette said.
“I guess he’s all of that. You know he’s had an awful hard time getting a start; the business is just about able to stand on its own feet now.”
“I don’t think Mr. Smith is much help to him. He could save him a whole lot if he would.”
“Oh, that fish! He’s no good. He told C. B. a most outrageous lie about Mr. Featherstone; there was an awful row.”
“Then why doesn’t Mr. Featherstone have him discharged?”
“Nobody’s got anything to say down there except Mr. Corey. He owns fifty-one per cent of the stock, I understand, and if he likes Smith, Smith is going to stay.”
“I can’t see how Mr. Corey can put up with him.”
“How did C. B. like your work?”