One Man's View Author:Leonard Merrick Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III On the pavements of the Strand the snow had turned to slush; and from the river a fog was blowing up, which got into the girl's throat, and made h... more »er cough. She mounted a flight of gloomy stairs, and pulled a bell. Already her bearing had lost something that had distinguished it in the summer: something of courage. She rang the bell deprecatingly, as if ashamed. The anteroom into which she passed had become painfully familiar to her, like the faces of many of the occupants. They all wore the same expression— an air of repressed eagerness: of diffidence striving to look assured. The walls were covered withtheatrical photographs, and in a corner a pimply youth sat writing at a table. What he wrote nobody knew or cared. The crowd had but one thought — the door that communicated with the agent's private office, to which they prayed, though they were no longer sanguine, that they would gain admission. It was four o'clock, and at five the office would close. There were so many of them, it was impossible that Mr. Passmore could interview everybody. Which would be lucky to-day? Mamie also looked towards the door, and from the door back to her companions in distress. A little fair woman in a light fawn costume — terribly incongruous to the season, but her least shabby — met her eyes and spoke. " Have you got an appointment?" she asked in a low voice. "No." " Oh, then you won't see him," said the little woman more cheerfully. " I thought as you 'd come in so late that you had an appointment. I 've been here since twelve." The door opened, and Mr. Passmore appeared on the threshold. He did not say " good afternoon" to his clients; he cast an indifferent gaze round the room, and signed to a cadaverous man who sat sucking the handle of his umbrella. "Here! yo...« less