Give us another six months, and then watch out." Mr.Sluss was pleased to see Mrs.Brandon.

He had spoken to John Bastienelli, the new commissioner of taxes, whose offices were directly over the way on the same hall, and the latter, seeing that he might want favors of the mayor later on, had volubly agreed to take care of the lady.
"I am very glad to be able to give you this letter to Mr.Bastienelli," commented Mr.Sluss, as he rang for a stenographer, "not only for the sake of my old friend Mr.Barry, but for your own as well.

Do you know Mr.Barry very well ?" he asked, curiously.
"Only slightly," admitted Mrs.Brandon, feeling that Mr.Sluss would be glad to know she was not very intimate with those who were recommending her.

"I was sent to him by a Mr.Amerman." (She named an entirely fictitious personage.) Mr.Sluss was relieved.

As he handed her the note she once more surveyed him with those grateful, persuasive, appealing eyes.