He opened it before his employer, watching Mallalieu's face.
"That!" he said.

"Just that, Mr.Mallalieu." Mallalieu glanced at the handbill, started a little, and looked half-sharply, half-angrily, at his clerk.
"What about it ?" he growled.

His temper, as Stoner well knew, was quickly roused, and it showed signs of awakening now.

"What're you showing me that bit o' paper for?
Mind your manners, young man!" "No offence meant," retorted Stoner, coolly.

He looked round him, noticed some convenient railings, old and worn, which fenced in the quarry, and stepping back to them, calmly leaned against the top one, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Mallalieu with a glance which was intended to show that he felt himself top dog in any encounter that might come.