The editor held a whispered talk with Mr. Atkinson which turned the manufacturer’s irritation into a milder mood.
“Were you sent here to-day?” resumed Stewart’s superior brusquely. “I told Mr. Latimer I might want to see you.”
“Then he forgot it,” exclaimed Stewart promptly. “I asked for orders last night and was told there were none.”
“But Mr. Latimer was in my office until after four o’clock,” went on the editor pointedly.
“I waited for him.”
“And he said—?”
“‘Nothing doin’, young man.’ Then I asked if I could come out here to-day and get my things.”
“What things?” asked his questioner.
“My gloves and my new overalls,” answered Buck without a smile.
“Have you been getting these all day?”