“Oh, it is you, is it? The young ’un is all right, thanks. Are you coming in?”
“That was my intention.”
“Come along then. I was hoping I would see you one of these days.”
“Has business improved recently?” inquired Bruce, as they entered the inner office.
“Yes, somewhat; but money is very tight still. However, we generally look for a spurt early in the New Year. Why do you ask?”
“No valid reason. A mere hazard.”
“Was it because you saw me drive up in a carriage?”
“Mr. Dodge, I never dreamt that self-consciousness was a failing of the members of the Stock Exchange.”
“Then that was the cause. I guessed it. I have been making inquiries about you, Mr. Bruce, and there is no use in trying to fool you, not a bit.”