Chapter 1. The Coach Of Concord
_ CHAPTER I. THE COACH OF CONCORD
"Well? What can I do for you?"
The speaker--a scrubby little man--wheeled in the rickety office chair to regard some one hesitating on his threshold. The tones were not agreeable； the proprietor of the diminutive, run-down establishment, "The St. Cecilia Music Emporium," was not, for certain well defined reasons, in an amiable mood that morning. He had been about to reach down for a little brown jug which reposed on the spot usually allotted to the waste paper basket when the shadow of the new-comer fell obtrusively, not to say offensively, upon him.
It was not a reassuring shadow； it seemed to spring from an indeterminate personality. Mr. Kerry Mackintosh repeated his question more bruskly； the shadow (obviously not a customer,--no one ever sought Mr. Mackintosh‘s wares!) started； his face showed signs of a vacillating purpose.
"A mistake! Beg pardon!" he murmured with exquisite politeness and began to bac

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