For a moment Steve Rush stood looking at The office boy, undecided and disappointed. He had not thought There would be any difficulty in getting a few words with The man he had come to see. "Go on—skip!" The office boy, without giving The caller an opportunity to obey his command, sprang forward, and, pressing both hands against Steve's chest, began shoving The lad out into The corridor. Steve was stepping backwards so fast that he was unable to free himself from The belligerent office boy. All at once young Rush took advantage of a momentary pause of his antagonist, and sprang lightly to one side. The next instant his fingers closed over The wrists of The office boy, shutting down with a grip that made The Other wriThe.
For a moment Steve Rush stood looking at The office boy, undecided and disappointed. He had not thought There would be any difficulty in getting a few words with The man he had come to see. "Go on—skip!" The office boy, without giving The caller an opportunity to obey his command, sprang forward, and, pressing both hands against Steve's chest, began shoving The lad out into The corridor. Steve was stepping backwards so fast that he was unable to free himself from The belligerent office boy. All at once young Rush took advantage of a momentary pause of his antagonist, and sprang lightly to one side. The next instant his fingers closed over The wrists of The office boy, shutting down with a grip that made The Other wriThe.