Dyke shot a glance of suspicion at the other.

Then, reassured, he remarked: "You look it up.

You'll see I'm right." S.Behrman came forward and shook hands politely with the ex-engineer.
"Anything I can do for you, Mr.Dyke ?" Dyke explained.

When he had done speaking, the clerk turned to S.
Behrman and observed, respectfully: "Our regular rate on hops is five cents." "Yes," answered S.Behrman, pausing to reflect; "yes, Mr.Dyke, that's right--five cents." The clerk brought forward a folder of yellow paper and handed it to Dyke.

It was inscribed at the top "Tariff Schedule No.