"Just so, Mr. Maxwell. My offices are somewhat elevated, but so much nearer to Heaven, my dear sir—so much nearer to Heaven—and when you come to consider, there is much that is beautiful in the thought. Have Ketchum & Bustem reported that lot of Wabash?"
"Yes, sir."
"And Brownell & Popkins the Brazilian sixes?"
"Yes, Mr. Callister. Those were reported an hour ago."
"Very good, Mr. Maxwell—very good, indeed. I have some important papers to prepare, and shall now retire to my private office. If any one calls, show them in."
"Very well, Mr. Callister."
"And, Maxwell?"
"Sir."
"Should you feel so inclined, I should be pleased to see you at our prayer-meeting to-morrow night, at the Tenth Baptist Church. I take the deepest interest in the welfare of all young men."
Thereupon, Mr. Elijah Callister, smiling blandly, entered his private office, closed and locked the door.