“He is in his private office, and closely engaged. I do not think he would like to be disturbed.”
“Oh, he won’t mind me,” said the countryman, confidently. “I know he will be glad to hear from his uncle Tim, and Jake Leonard, his first-cousin. You see, I know the family.”
“I am afraid he is too busy just now. I will ask him if he has time to see you.”
“Now, there ain’t no use for that in the world. I won’t trouble him a bit. Wouldn’t like to get back to Bucks county without I could tell Jake that I’d had a talk with his relation. Ain’t this the office?”
“Yes,” said the clerk, doubtfully.
“I’ll drop in then. There ain’t no use standing on such ceremony.”
A repressed laugh ran through the office as the simple-minded but persistent customer opened the door and ushered himself into Mr. Leonard’s room.
“He’s green as a cucumber,” said the entry-clerk, as he returned to his desk.
Mr. Leonard looked up in surprise as his visitor entered his office, and stood looking curiously around.
“Well, sir,” said the merchant, “can I do anything for you?”