"I think so. Why?"
"He might overhear what was said."
"He won't if you don't talk too loud."
"Very well."
"Hold on," put in Allen. "Parsons, send him off to mail some letters."
The junior partner at once walked outside, and, taking up a bunch of letters, handed them to Hal.
"Mail these," he said. "And then you can go to lunch."
"Yes, sir."
Hal at once put on his overcoat and hat, and walked out with the letters. He wished he could have remained in the office, for he felt certain the conversation about to ensue would be a most important one.
He dropped the letters into the nearest box, and then stood undecided what to do next.