As they reached the foot of the stairs, Oscar took off his cap, and bowed low.
"Mr.Lynn, I congratulate you," he said.
"I can't tell you how glad I feel, Oscar," said Harry, his face radiant.
"Let me suggest that you owe me a commission for impressing upon the editor the propriety of paying you." "How much do you ask ?" "An ice-cream will be satisfactory." "All right." "Come round to Copeland's then.

We'll celebrate your success in a becoming manner.".