Fisbee and Miss Sherwood were already on the rear seat.
"Who's with him, to-night, Mr.Fisbee ?" asked Judge Briscoe in a low voice.
"No one.

He is going directly to the office.

To-morrow is Thursday, one of our days of publication." "Oh, then it's all right.

Climb in, Minnie, we're waiting for you." The judge offered his hand to his daughter.
"In a moment, father," she answered.

"I'm going to ask him to call," she said to the other girl.
"But won't he--" Miss Briscoe laughed.