"
"It is? They told me he never came here. Say, but he's the real thing!"
"I should say. Never saw him so close myself. Wish he'd stop here."
"Bet you couldn't keep your head if he spoke to you!"
"Bet I could! Don't you worry; he don't buy his gloves in his own
department store. He--"
"Sh! Granger's looking!"
There was really nothing about Richard Kendrick to attract attention
except his wholesome good looks, for he dressed with exceptional
quietness, and his manner matched his clothes. A floorwalker recognized
him and bowed, but the elevator man did not know him, and on his way to
the offices he passed only one clerk who could lay claim to a speaking
acquaintance with the grandson of the owner.
But at the office of the general manager he was met by an office boy who
knew and worshipped him from afar, and in five minutes he was closeted
with that official, who gave him his whole attention.
"Mr. Henderson, I wish you could give me"--was the substance of
Richard's remarks--"somebody who would go up to Eastman with me and tell
me what's the matter with a dry-goods store there that's on the verge of
failure.
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