"You may make out the note in the name of Mortimer De Royster."
"De Royster? That is a good name. I know some of the family."
Mr. Annister wrote the note, and gave it to Roy, not asking his name. In fact, the real estate man took his caller to be an office boy for Mr. De Royster, for business men in New York frequently send their office helpers on errands of importance, and this was no more than the average office boy could do.
With the note Roy went to the Bleecker Building, as it was called. He found the janitor, who readily showed him the vacant offices.
"Aren't rents rather high here?" asked Roy.
"That's what they are. But this is a good location for business men, and they're willing to pay for it," answered the man.
"Have you no cheaper offices than these?"
"No. In fact all the others cost more. Some men have several rooms, and they pay a good price."
"How many offices, or sets of offices, have you in this building? I should think it would keep you busy looking after them."
"It does," replied the janitor, who, like others of his class, liked a chance to complain of how hard they worked. "There are more than a hundred offices in this building."