His eyes fell upon the elderly gentleman, a sight that caused him to shape his lips as though to whistle and drop the cigar.
"Hullo, father," he said in his pleasant voice.

"I got your message and have been looking for you, but never thought that I should find you here.

Orchids aren't much in your line, are they ?" "Didn't you, indeed!" replied his parent in a choked voice.

"No, I haven't much use for--this stinking rubbish," and he waved his umbrella at the beautiful flowers.

"But it seems that you have, Stephen.
This little gentlemen here tells me you have just bought a very fine specimen." "I must apologize," I broke in, addressing Mr.Somers.