ALICE ADAMS
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here!" he said. "What's the matter of you? Have you got another of those———?" He put his hand upon Adams's shoulder, which jerked feebly under the touch.
The old man went to the door and called to the foreman.
"Here!" he said. "Run and tell my chauffeur to bring my car over here. Tell him to drive right up over the sidewalk and across the lot. Tell him to hurry!"
So, it happened, the great J. A. Lamb a second time brought his former clerk home, stricken and almost inanimate.
