Give me the pad.

Not _almost_ overborne.

There are three good days to work in, and, by the gods of Perdition, if Rod McCune sees Congress it will be in his next incarnation!" He rapidly scribbled a few lines on the pad, and threw the sheets to Meredith.

"Get those telegrams to the Western Union office in a rush, please.

Read them first." With a very red face Tom read them.