Wernberg,
and partners in crime. A moment later he reached the garage.
"Father wants you to bring the car around in half an hour," he announced
to Heinrich, who was engaged in putting on a clean collar and necktie.
"What!" exclaimed Heinrich angrily. Bob had never before seen their
chauffeur question any order that his father had given. "I can't."
"Those are his orders," said Bob, eyeing Heinrich closely.
"Does he want me to drive him out?"
"He does."
"But I can't," cried Heinrich. "I can't, I tell you; I have an
appointment."
"I guess you'll have to break it then," was Bob's retort.
Heinrich wrung his hands in desperation. "What shall I do?" he moaned.
"What shall I do?"
"Can't you change your appointment?"
"I do not think so," wailed Heinrich. "This iss terrible. Do you think
your father would change his mind if I should speak to him?"
"I'm sure he wouldn't," said Bob. "I know he wants the car and he wants
you to drive it. I heard him say that positively."
"This iss terrible," repeated Heinrich.
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