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 I had finished, he was still looking at his pen,—then he examined the point carefully, to see if the ink was dry.

"I waited a becoming length of time. 'What would you do in a case like that?' I asked, at last.

I don't know, lady,' said the information man;—and dipped his pen and went on writing again.

"I felt myself grin,—and also felt myself stiffen with the determination to get there that night,—even if it took until morning to do it.

"I loaded up again. I had got to be a regular expert in arranging those particular articles so that they wouldn't drop very often; for when one dropped, I had to put them all down on the floor and stack them back in my arms, one at a time, and then get up without scattering any,—and a thing like that takes pretty steady knees. I put my unbrellaumbrella [sic] crosswise of both arms this time, and it worked first rate.

"When I had done the waiting-room journey again, and got out to the sentry box, the heavy man was still checking checks. I stopped at the window. '1944 Iuka Avenue is right,' I said; 'The directory gives it that way.'