Look me up for a gallop when you're fit.

And you might drop me a line to say how you're getting on.

Is it all right, Stephen ?" "All right," he said hoarsely.
Their hands tightened in a crushing clasp; then she swung on her spurred heel and walked out, leaving him haggard, motionless.

He heard the front door close, and he swayed forward, dropping his face in his hands, arms half buried among the papers on his desk.
Plank found him there, an hour later, fumbling among the papers, and at first feared that he read in Siward's drawn and sullen face a premonition of the ever-dreaded symptoms.
"Quarrier has telephoned asking for a conference at last," he said abruptly, sitting down beside Siward.
"Well," inquired Siward, "how do you interpret that--favourably ?" "I am inclined to think he is a bit uneasy," said Plank cautiously.
"Harrington made a secret trip to Albany last week.

You didn't know that." "No." "Well, he did.