Then she remembered
his middle name was Lyman, and said quickly, "I'll take it, please."
She stepped into the carriage, and told the man to go find a directory
and look for Lewis Lyman Lockwood. The groom returned in a few minutes
and said there was such a name down in the book as a lawyer, and that
his office was such a number on Broadway; it must be near Liberty. "Go
there," said Miss Catherwaight.
Her determination was made so quickly that they had stopped in front
of a huge pile of offices, sandwiched in, one above the other, until
they towered mountains high, before she had quite settled in her mind
what she wanted to know, or had appreciated how strange her errand
might appear. Mr. Lockwood was out, one of the young men in the outer
office said, but the junior partner, Mr. Latimer, was in and would see
her. She had only time to remember that the junior partner was a
dancing acquaintance of hers, before young Mr. Latimer stood before
her smiling, and with her card in his hand.
"Mr. Lockwood is out just at present, Miss Catherwaight," he said,
"but he will be back in a moment. Won't you come into the other room
and wait? I'm sure he won't be away over five minutes.
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