"I carry it about with me wherever I go.

Foolish and fond old father, eh, Mr.Howard?
It's a good portrait, don't you think ?" Stafford held out his hand.
"Good-night, sir," he said in a very low voice.
"Good-night, my boy! Sure you've got everything you want?
And you, Mr.
Howard?
Don't let me disturb you in the morning.

I've got a stupid habit of getting up early--got it years ago, and it clings, like other habits.

Hope you'll sleep well.

If you don't, change your rooms before the crowd comes.