As long as the idea had been a nebulous one--drawn only in fancy and coloured with nothing stronger than conversation, she had liked it immensely; but seeing now precisely how the building would look--how the space would be divided, she found herself shaking her head.
"It's my own fault," she said.

"You have followed out every one of my ideas--but somehow--well, I don't like it: that's all.

If you'll leave these drawings, I'll think them over and call you up again in a few days." At Judge Cutler's suggestion, Archey had been elected treasurer to take Burdon's place.

Mary took the plans into his office and showed them to him.

They were still discussing them, sitting at opposite sides of his flat-top desk, when the twelve o'clock whistle blew.