"Going to a hotel! How come you
to try to insult the boss' and my house, Mr. Milton? Huh! Hotel!
Huh!"
He took the check and left the room, still snorting. Milton rose. "I
mustn't intrude any longer, Mr. Secretary."
"Luckily I'm free, to-night," said Enoch. "We'll have a great talk.
Ask Cheney to come in, please."
"Mr. Cheney," asked Enoch, when Milton had gone, "do you think you
could find out whether or not that fellow Ames has returned from
Arizona?"
"Yes, we can do that without much trouble. Was Milton able to
straighten matters up with you, Mr. Secretary?"
"He didn't have to. I'm an ardent admirer of Milton's. He's going to
stop at my house, while he's in Washington. Why don't you take him out
of the field and begin to groom him for your job, Mr. Cheney? He
should be ready for it in a few years."
Cheney nodded. "He's a good man. I'll think it over. And I will
telephone Abbott about Ames."
It was fortunate for Enoch that Milton was with him that evening, for
the knowledge that Diana was in Washington and that he could not see
her was quite as agonizing as he had suspected it would be. Yet it was
impossible not to enjoy Milton's continual surprise and pleasure at the
change in the Judge's identity and it was a real delight to make once
more the voyage to the Ferry not only for its own sake but because with
the landing at the Ferry came much conversation on the part of Jonas
and Milton about Diana.
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