"I will," replied Hardwick.
"You may continue on that copying, Carson," went on the broker. "Mr. Hardwick will direct you."
"Yes, sir," replied the youth.
Mr. Sumner quitted the place, and hurried up the street.
Dick Ferris stood on the opposite side near the corner. He then waved his hand to Hardwick.
The book-keeper at once put on his hat and coat, and went out. Hal did not see the man join Ferris.
Hal did his best to concentrate his thoughts upon his work, but found it almost impossible to do so.
A half-hour dragged by slowly.
Then the door burst open, and Hardwick rushed in. He was pale and terribly excited. Rushing up to Hal he caught the youth roughly by the arm.
"See here, I want to have a talk with you!" he cried.