CHAPTER XI
When Jimmy reached his office after his unforeseen call upon
Zoie, his subsequent encounter with Alfred, and his enforced
luncheon at home with Aggie, he found his mail, his 'phone calls,
and his neglected appointments in a state of hopeless congestion,
and try as he would, he could not concentrate upon their
disentanglement. Growing more and more furious with the long
legged secretary who stood at the corner of his desk, looking
down upon him expectantly, and waiting for his tardy
instructions, Jimmy rose and looked out of the window. He could
feel Andrew's reproachful eyes following him.
"Shall Miss Perkins take your letters now?" asked Andrew, and he
wondered how late the office staff would be kept to-night to make
up for the time that was now being wasted.
Coming after repeated wounds from his nearest and dearest,
Andrew's implied reproach was too much for Jimmy's overwrought
nerves. "Get out!" he answered unceremoniously. And when Andrew
could assure himself that he had heard aright, he stalked out of
the door with his head high in the air.
Jimmy looked after his departing secretary with positive hatred.
It was apparent to him that the whole world was against him. He
had been too easy he decided. His family, friends, and business
associates had undoubtedly lost all respect for him. From this
day forth he was determined to show himself to be a man of strong
mettle.
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