“Has Vance returned yet?” asked Jared Whitemore, a stout, florid-complexioned man of sixty-five, opening the door of his private office and glancing into the outside room. “No, sir,” replied Edgar Vyce, his bookkeeper and office manager--a tall, saturnine-looking man, who had been in his employ several years.…
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