Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 21: what you’re looking at

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12 GUY HAMMERSLEY. CHAPTER IL. SUMMONED HOME. “HAMMERSLEY,” said Mr. Fox, when Guy pre sented himself in his private office for orders, “I want you to take this package for me around to the office of the Fireside Favorite, in Murray street. It is a view of our establishment to be used in the magazine as an advertisement, and all you need do is to leave it for the manager of the advertising department. You will see his room as soon as you enter. There is no answer, and hurry back as quickly as you can. It is but a step from here.” Glad of the opportunity for even this brief outing —for of course it was not necessary for him to go out to lunch—Guy took the little package and hastened off. He was by this time quite at home in the down- town localities and had no difficulty in finding the number in Murray street to which Mr. Fox had di- rected him. <A sign in the doorway apprised him of the fact that the offices of the Fireside Favorite were situated on the top floor; and when he arrived here, he found himself in a low, broad room, with paper- bound books piled up in every direction, two offices | partitioned off on one side, and not a single person visible, EOMMIC OOO KKS