Some of the threads must be entirely restored." "What time to-morrow ?" Every kind of excuse known to the shop-worker had been poured into his ears.

Very few of them contained a particle of truth.
"Before noon, if I can; certainly by four o'clock." "Four o'clock ?" he roared.

He had already made up his mind that she was lying, but there was no use in his telling her so, nor would any time be gained by taking the work from her and handing it over to another employee.
"Four means eight, I guess.

What's the matter with ten o'clock?
I got to have that sure, and no monkeying.

Can't you brace up and jam it through ?" "I will try." Her cheeks were burning under the sting of his coarse lashes.
"Try! You bet you'll try! Better get home right away.