Are you game for it?
Is it worthwhile ?" The old man paused, his head bent forward, his eyes alert and searching, both hands gripping the table.

There was a long silence, in which the ticking of the clock upon the wall seemed unduly loud and in which the buzz of cross-cut saws came sounding through the evening air.

Yet Tarboe did not reply.
"Have you nothing to say ?" asked Grier at last.

"Won't you do it--eh ?" "I'm studying the thing out," answered Tarboe quietly.

"I don't quite see about these two wills.