"And how does that interest you, Bart?"
"Why, it seems I have got to go down there on some business for the
Company."
"To-day?"
"The sooner the better, that letter says. It is from the inspector. It
is quite flattering to me, for he starts out with complimenting the
excellent business system this office has always sustained."
"H'm!" chuckled Darry--"any mention of your valued extra help?"
"No, but that may come along, for you have got to represent me here
again to-day, and possibly to-morrow."
"Is that so?" said Darry. "Well, I guess I can arrange."
"You see," explained Bart, "the letter is a sort of confidential one.
Reading between the lines, I assume that a certain Peter Pope, now
express agent at Cardysville, and evidently recently appointed, is a
relative of one of the officials of the company. Anyway, he has been
running--or not running--things for a week. The inspector writes that
the man has very little to do, for it is a small station, but that very
little he appears to do very badly."
"How, Bart?"
"His reports and returns are all mixed up. He doesn't have the least
idea of how to run things intelligently.
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