In a few minutes she was finished.
“Very nice,” said Mr Murphy, looking over her shoulder. “Very nice, indeed. I’ll sign that now.”
“O.K.” Caroline took the papers out of the typewriter. She removed the carbon. Mr Murphy signed the letter carefully. During the last five years Caroline had watched Mr Murphy’s signature change. It was becoming more original; the upstrokes were stronger and the “M” was becoming regal.
She blotted his signature. “What’ll I do next?” she asked.
“I expect you’d better get on those reports for Mr Golden. He was asking for them yesterday.”
“What does he think we are? We were only told to do those reports last week. That takes a lot of time. I don’t see what he’s always in such a rush for.”
“Well, you know how some people are,” said Mr Murphy, meaning much more than he said.
Caroline nodded wisely. Mr Murphy was often opposed to Mr Golden’s business ideas. Mr Heywood, who had inherited a lot of money and never bothered much with business, was Mr Murphy’s friend. Mr Golden was a promoter who had become a partner several years before. The conservative element of the house stood firmly against him but his hold over Mr Heywood was equally firm.
“I’ll get to work on it right away,” said Caroline.
“Good, I think I’ll go up to the front office. If there’re any calls tell them I’ll call back.”