"I can't see him. Tell him so," came the answer, quick as a flash. "Who else?" he demanded. "Where's your list?"
Mr. Bagley took from the desk a list of names and read them over.
"General Abbey telephoned. He says you promised—"
"Yes, yes," interrupted Ryder impatiently, "but not here. Down town, to-morrow, any time. Next?"
The secretary jotted down a note against each name and then said:
"There are some people downstairs in the reception room. They are here by appointment."
"Who are they?"
"The National Republican Committee and Sergeant Ellison of the Secret
Service from Washington," replied Mr. Bagley.
"Who was here first?" demanded the financier.
"Sergeant Ellison, sir."