Well, while the _Conference_ got after him at Montreal, Cartwright came West and booked all the grain he could load before it started off.

When the _Conference_ got wise, the cargo was in the Independent freighter's hold.

Cartwright's surely a business man." Barbara laughed and Mrs.Cartwright languidly agreed, but Grace frowned.
Although she did not approve Cartwright, he was the head of her house, and to know his clever tricks were something of a joke hurt her dignity.
Harry saw her frown.
"Anyhow, Cartwright's promise stands," he resumed.

"If he ran his boat across half empty, he'd make good.

You can trust him." He went off and Barbara mused unhappily.