One's very thoughts seemed to be at his
mercy. Mingling, however, with these more astute qualities and
counterbalancing them was a winning tact and courtesy which instantly
put another at his ease. Without these characteristics Mr. Snelling
would have been unbearable; but with them he was thoroughly charming.
"Well, Morton, I am glad to have a chance to meet you in the flesh," he
said, as they still loitered at the gate. "The Galbraiths have sung
your praises until I began to think you a sort of myth. You certainly
have something to live up to if you are to reach the reputation they
have painted of your virtues. Mr. Galbraith, in particular, thinks
there is no obstacle that you cannot conquer."
He swept his eye curiously over the young man before him.
"You mustn't believe a word of what they've told you, Mr. Snelling,"
laughed Robert Morton. "Our friends are always over-indulgent to our
faults. When I begin work under you, a thing I am greatly
anticipating, you will find out what a duffer I really am."
The elder man smiled.
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