For some moments the Chief sat wrinkling his brow and gazing upon the two letters outspread before him.
Then he took up the elegantly-written epistle, folded it carefully, and thrust it in among those in the rubber-bound packet. This done he rang his bell, and called for Sanford.
The latter came promptly, and stood mutely before his Chief.
“Sanford,” said that gentleman, pointing to the packet upon the table, “you may try your hand as an Expert.”
“How, sir?”
“Take those letters, and this,” pushing forward the outspread scrawl, “and see if you can figure out who wrote it.”
Sanford took up the packet, looked earnestly at his superior, and hesitated.
“Carnegie has given his opinion,” said the Chief, in answer to this look. “I want to see how you agree.”
Sanford took up the scrawl, scanned it slowly, folded it and slipped it underneath the rubber of the packet.
“Is that all, sir?” he asked quietly.