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Counterparts
Then,asifhehadbeenunawareoftheman’spresencetillthatmoment,heshotuphisheadagain,saying:
“Eh?Areyougoingtostandthereallday?Uponmyword,Farrington,youtakethingseasy!”
“Iwaswaitingtosee...”
“Verygood,youneedn’twaittosee.Godownstairsanddoyourwork.”
Themanwalkedheavilytowardsthedoorand,ashewentoutoftheroom,heheardMr.AlleynecryafterhimthatifthecontractwasnotcopiedbyeveningMr.Crosbiewouldhearofthematter.
Hereturnedtohisdeskinthelowerofficeandcountedthesheetswhichremainedtobecopied.Hetookuphispenanddippeditintheinkbuthecontinuedtostarestupidlyatthelastwordshehadwritten:InnocaseshallthesaidBernardBodleybe...Theeveningwasfallingandinafewminutestheywouldbelightingthegas:thenhecouldwrite.Hefeltthathemustslakethethirstinhisthroat.Hestoodupfromhisdeskand,liftingthecounterasbefore,passedoutoftheoffice.Ashewaspassingoutthechiefclerklookedathiminquiringly.
“It’sallright,Mr.Shelley,”saidtheman,pointingwithhisfingertoindicatetheobjectiveofhisjourney.
Thechiefclerkglancedatthehat-rack,but,seeingtherowcomplete,offerednoremark.Assoonashewasonthelandingthemanpulledashepherd’splaidcapoutofhispocket,putitonhisheadandranquicklydownthericketystairs.
