Mr. Norman Urquhart glanced at the clock, which stood at 4.15, and called through the open door: "Are those affidavits nearly ready, Miss Murchison?" "I am just on the last page, Mr. Urquhart." "Bring them in as soon as you've finished. They ought to go round to Hanson's tonight." "Yes, Mr. Urquhart." Miss Murchison galloped noisily over the keys, slamming the shift-lever over with unnecessary violence, and causing Mr. Pond once more to regret the intrusion of female clerks. She completed her page, ornamented the f…
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