I am looking at you, Mr.Downey, and again congratulate you.

Last year it was awarded to Mr.Buttrick for the masterly way with which he put together the big arches of the Government warehouses--a man whom it would have been my pleasure to congratulate again to-night had it been possible for him to reach us.

To-night I think you will all agree with me that this small token, not only of my own, but of your 'personal regard and appreciation'" (here he opened the box and took from it a man's ring set with three jewels), "should be given to the man who has carried out in so thorough a way the part allotted to him in the Corn Exchange, and who is none other than Mr.
Garrison Minott, who for--" The rest of the sentence was lost in the uproar.
"Garry! Garry! Garry Minott!" came from all parts of the room.

"Bully for Garry! You deserve it, old man! Three cheers for Garry Minott! Hip...

Hip...!" Morris's voice now dominated the room.
"Come this way, Mr.Minott." The face of the young superintendent, which had been in a broad laugh all the evening, grew white and red by turns.