He swung a note-book in one hand, and was evidently in deep thought, for he failed to see the group on the steps, and would have passed without speaking had not Cowan called to him.

Housed from his reverie, Fanwell Livingston glanced up, and, after nodding to Cowan and Neil, turned in at the gate.
"I suppose you want congratulations," said Cowan.

"Well, you can have mine." "And mine," added Neil.

"And Gale here will extend his as soon as he's properly introduced.

Mr.Gale--Mr.Livingston." "Victory--Defeat," added Cowan with a grin.