'Thee has come to see John?'
'Yes. How is he?'
'Oh, better; he got out several days ago. He's inside now,' and opening the door of an inner office, separated from the outer one by a glass partition, he said, 'John, Edmund is here.'
A tall, dark man came to the door, and, with a slightly flurried and embarrassed manner, said:
'Ah, Mr. Kirke! I'm glad to see you. Please step in.'
As he tendered me a chair, a shorter and younger gentleman, who was writing at another desk, sprang from his seat, and slapping me familiarly on the back, exclaimed:
'My dear fellow, how are you?'
'Very well, Cragin; how are you?' I replied, returning his cordial greeting.
'Good as new—never better in my life. It's good for one's health to see you here.'
'I have come at Mr. Hallet's invitation.'