"Well, well! I've got to see about it.

I'm afraid the old man won't stand it, March; I am, indeed.

I wish you'd reconsider.
I--I'd take it as a personal favor if you would.

It leaves me in a fix.
You see I've got to side with one or the other." March made no reply to this, except to say, "Yes, you must stand by him, or you must stand by me." "Well, well! Hold on awhile! I'll see you in the morning.

Don't take any steps--" "Oh, there are no steps to take," said March, with a melancholy smile.
"The steps are stopped; that's all." He sank back into his chair when Fulkerson was gone and drew a long breath.