First thing you know the lightning will strike you just as it did your uncle." Morris leaned forward at the moment and called Minott by name.

Instantly the young man's manner changed to one of respectful attention as he stepped to his Chief's side.
"Yes, Mr.Morris." "You tell the men up your way to get ready to come to order, or we won't get through in time--it's getting late." "All right, sir, I'll take care of 'em.

Just as soon as you begin to speak you won't hear a sound." As Minott moved from Morris's seat another and louder shout arose from the other end of the table: "Garry, Garry, hurry up!" came the cry.

It was evident the young man was very popular.
Peter dropped his glasses from his nose, and turning toward Morris said in a low voice: "That's a very breezy young man, Holker, the one who has just left us.
Got something in him, has he, besides noise ?" "Yes, considerable.

Wants toning down once in a while, but there's no question of his ability or of his loyalty.