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[Ogutu <fri...@ro...>]

On. To accomplish this he continued the practice of the Landson ranch;
he was up every morning at five, and had done a day's work before the
members of his staff began to assemble. For advice he turned to Jones
and Murdoch, and the management of routine affairs he left entirely in
the hands of the latter. He had soon convinced himself that the
camaraderie of the ranch would not work in a staff of this kind, so
while he was formulating plans of his own he left the administration to
Murdoch. He found this absence of companionship the most unpleasant
feature of his position; it seemed that his wealth had elevated him out
of the human family. He wavered between amusement and annoyance over the
deference that was paid him. Some of the staff were openly terrified at
his approach. Not so Miss Bruce. Miss Bruce had tapped on the door and
entered with the words, "I was your father's stenographer. He left
practically all his personal correspondence to me. I worked at this desk
in the corner, and had a private office through the door there into
which I slipped when my absence was preferred." She had crossed