Andy nodded. He felt that he would rather be absent on an errand than in the company of Simon Rich.
"Where did Mr. Flint pick you up?" inquired Rich.
This was rude, but Andy felt that it would not be politic to get into a quarrel with the head clerk so soon.
"We met at lunch," he said.
"Where?"
"At the Sinclair House."
"Had you never seen him before?"
"No."
"Queer that he should engage you at such short notice!"
"He was acquainted with the gentleman I was with."