“Well, sir?”
“Go to the opera to-night. Take seat H 77. No other seat will do.”
“H 77—to-night,” repeated Thomas Thorne Merriwether.
“The opera is 'Madame Butterfly.'”
“Thanks,” said Tom, and started for the door. He halted when the man spoke.
“It is the seat back of G 77. None other will do.”
“Good day, sir,” said Tom, and left the room.
IV
The telephone operator in E. H. Merriwether's office manipulated the plugs in the switchboard and answered in advance:
“Mr. Merriwether's office!”