"Oh, Lord!" he exclaimed, dismally. There was shame in his
voice. "I forgot all about it!"

The secretary regarded him with an expression of amazement.

"All about what?" she questioned.

Dick assumed an air vastly more confidential than at any time
hitherto. He leaned toward the secretary's desk, and spoke with
a new seriousness of manner:

"Sadie, have you any money? I'm broker My taxi' has been waiting
outside all this time."

"Why, yes," the secretary said, cheerfully. "If you will----"

Dick was discreet enough to turn his attention to a picture on
the wall opposite while Sarah went through those acrobatic
performances obligatory on women who take no chances of losing
money by carrying it in purses.

"There!" she called after a few panting seconds, and exhibited a
flushed face.

Dick turned eagerly and seized the banknote offered him.

"Mighty much obliged, Sadie," he said, enthusiastically. "But I
must run. Otherwise, this wouldn't be enough for the fare!" And,
so saying, he darted out of the room.