The unceremonious entrance of the four men caused him to spring suddenly
to his feet.
"What the d---l do you fellows want?" he exclaimed angrily. "How dare
you intrude upon me, in my private office, in this unheard-of fashion,
like a herd of escaped lunatics?"
"You rang for us," replied one of the men.
"I did not," replied the bogus Mr. Armstrong, resuming his seat
pompously.
"The bells certainly rang, sir!" exclaimed the other three,
simultaneously.
"Didn't I tell you that I didn't ring?" he answered, stamping his feet
furiously.
In less time than it takes to tell it three more men dashed into the
private office, exclaiming:
"We are here, sir, at the very first tap of your bell."
"You have all gone suddenly stark mad, or you are a set of the blamedest
fools in existence, as I have just told these men. I did not ring. What
on earth do you mean, by insisting that I did, I should like to know?"
"I beg your pardon, but you are still ringing, sir," declared one of the
men.
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