I'd prefer it sooner." "But why do you want to close it ?" Before he could answer there came a knock at the door.

The butler appeared.
"I beg your pardon, sir--" he began.

His master cut him short.
"Tell 'em to wait," he ordered.

"I can't see any one now, Johnson.

If it is that damned carpenter he can wait." "It isn't the carpenter, sir," explained Johnson.