Chapter XI — Delmuth Pays A Visit
At eight o'clock the next evening, a man entered the lobby of the Dradno Building, one of Manhattan's newest skyscrapers. This individual was perfectly attired in a tuxedo, and over his arm he carried a dark-gray coat. He stepped into the waiting elevator.
"Good evening, Mr. Delmuth," said the operator.
The man uttered a slight response. He was not the type of person one would find talking with elevator operators. He possessed a blunt manner and carried himself in military fashion.
Sidney Delmuth impressed all observers as an egotist, not only in attire, but in expression. His face was round and challenging. His eyes were shrewd and cunning. His pointed black mustache bristled above thin, straight-set lips.
The elevator stopped at the thirtieth floor. The man in the tuxedo walked directly to a lighted door which bore the ornate sign:
Delmuth Advertising Agency
A man was sitting at a desk when Delmuth entered. He arose as his employer arrived.
"Waiting for you, Mr. Delmuth," he said.
"All right, Matthews," was the reply.