"Well," said Hancock, finishing his letter with a flourish and leaning back in his chair.
"Aunt came to see me to-day," said Leavesley, "and I came on here at once. It's most disgraceful."
"What?"
"Bridgewater. You've got a man in your office who is not to be trusted, a mischief-making old——"
"Dear me, what's all this? A man in the office not to be trusted? To whom do you refer?"
"Bridgewater."
"Bridgewater?"
"Yes."
"What has he been doing?"
"Doing! He has been sneaking round to my aunt telling tales about a lady; that's what he has been doing."