neighborhood of thirty was standing, slapping the pockets of his blue serge clothes and saying,
"Griggs, I have a feeling I've forgotten something. What is it I've forgotten, Griggs?"
The desk was as bare as a desk ought to be when its owner is going away for two months. Griggs ran his eye proudly over it.
"No, Mr. Wood," he said. "I don't think anything has been forgotten. Nothing was left except the letter to the President, the Spanish dictionary and the Mexican currency. All that has been attended to."
He consulted a list held in the palm of his hand.
"It was something of my own," said Wood, and he eyed his secretary with an air that might have appeared stern but was merely concentrated, when the door opened and the office boy came in and said, "Miss Stone says she's notified him that there's a lady there to see him, and will we let her in to him?"
"A lady?" said Griggs severely.
"That's it," said Wood. "It's the governess for my sister. Think of my nearly forgetting that!"
"You ought not be worried about such things," said Griggs, as if