Garry's merry voice led the others.
"Still hard at work, are you, Biffy?
Why, hello, Jack!--how long have you been here?
Morlon, you know Mr.Breen, don't you ?--Yes, of course you do--new member--just elected.

Get a move on that carcass of yours, Biffy, and let somebody else get up to that table.

Charles, take the orders." Jack had shaken everybody's hand by this time, Biffton having moved back a foot or two, and the circle had widened so that the poker party could reach their cocktails.

Garry extended his arm till his hand rested on Jack's shoulder.
"Nothing sets me up like a game of poker, old man.

Been on the building all day.