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Mr Lowstoft did not appear to listen to his remarks, but said suddenly "You've studied the science of electricity, I believe?" "Yes, sir to some extent," answered the lad, with a look of surprise. "I know you have. Your father has told me about your tastes and studies. You've heard of Mr Cyrus Field, I presume?"
It would seem as if Fred had been suddenly endowed with the gift of second-sight, for at that moment the door of his employer's room opened, and Mr Lowstoft came out, saying to his visitor, in the most friendly tones, that he had the deepest sympathy with his self-sacrificing efforts, and with the noble work to which he had devoted himself.
He paused and turned over the papers before him, as if searching for something, and Robin's heart sank. Was he going to be dismissed? Had he done anything wrong, or had he unwittingly neglected some duty? "Ah! here it is," resumed Mr Lowstoft, "a letter from a friend who has come by a slight injury to his right hand, and wants a smart amanuensis and general assistant.
"He is, sir," said the first clerk, descending from his perch with an air of good-will, and requesting the visitor's name and business. The visitor handed his card, on which the name Cyrus Field was written, and the clerk, observing it, admitted the owner at once to the inner sanctum where Mr Lowstoft transacted business.
"Thank you, lad thank you," said Mr Field, with a pleasant smile and nod, as he went away. "Mr Sime," said Mr Lowstoft to Bob, turning at the door of his room, "send young Wright to me." "Yes, sir," replied the obedient Bob, going to a corner of the room and applying his lips to a speaking-tube. Now young Wright was none other than our hero Robin grown up to the mature age of fifteen.
He gives himself no rest; has embarked his own fortune in the affair, and now, at this moment, in this year of grace 1865, is doing his best, I have no doubt, to induce our governor, Mr Lowstoft, to embark in the same boat with himself."
They were deep in their game when a rap at the door brought their faces suddenly to a state of nature. "Come in," said the first clerk. "And wipe your feet," murmured the second, in a low tone. A gentleman, with an earnest countenance, entered. "Is Mr Lowstoft in his office?"
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