CHAPTER XXV.
DISCONTENT Burton gave a little start of surprise as he entered Mr.Waddington's office.

Seated on the chair usually occupied by clients, was Ellen.
"My dear Burton," Mr.Waddington exclaimed, with an air of some relief, "your arrival is most opportune! Your wife has just paid me a visit.
We were discussing your probable whereabouts only a moment ago." "Rooms all shut up," Ellen declared, "and not a word left behind nor nothing, and little Alfred come down with a messenger boy, in such a mess as never was!" "I hope he arrived safely ?" Burton inquired.

"I found it necessary to send him home." "He arrived all right," Ellen announced.
"You found a change in him ?" Burton asked.
"If you mean about his finicking ways, I do find a change," Ellen replied, "and a good job, too.

He's playing with the other boys again and using those silly books to shoot at with a catapult, which to my mind is a sight more reasonable than poring over them all the time.

I never did see a man," she continued, with a slow smile, "so taken aback as Mr.Denschem, when he came to take him to the museum yesterday.
Little Alf wouldn't have nothing to do with him at any price." Burton sighed.
"I am afraid," he said politely, "that you may have been inconvenienced by not hearing from me on Saturday." "'Inconvenienced' is a good word," Ellen remarked.