He glanced at his chief, then his
eyes fastened themselves on Diana's profile.
"Mr. Abbott, will you ask the Commissioner of Indian Affairs to come
in? I believe he is with the Assistant Secretary this morning."
Charley nodded and disappeared.
"I brought a little portfolio of some of my prints," Diana spoke
hesitatingly. "I left them in the other room. Mr. Abbott thought you
might like to see them, but perhaps--you seem so very busy and I think
there must be at least a thousand people waiting to see you!"
"There always are," said Enoch, without a smile as he pressed another
button. Jonas' black head appeared. "Bring in the portfolio Miss
Allen left in the other room, please, Jonas!"
"Yes, Mr. Secretary," replied Jonas, withdrawing his eyes slowly from
Diana's eager face.
The portfolio and the Indian Commissioner arrived together. After the
introduction had been made, Enoch said:
"Watkins, do you know anything about Indians?"
"Very little, Mr. Secretary," with a smile.
"Would you be interested in looking at some photographs of Indian life?"
"Made by this young lady?" asked Watkins, looking with unconcealed
interest at Diana.
"Yes," said Enoch.
"And shown and explained by her?" asked the Indian Commissioner, a
twinkle in his brown eyes.
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