"On the job, are you, Jimmie?
Ha! They don't catch you OFF of it very often, I guess, though I do hear you go automobile-ridin' in the country sometimes with a mighty fine-lookin' girl settin' up beside you!" He roared with laughter, clapping his son upon the shoulder.
"That's all right with me--if it is with HER! So, Jimmie?
Well, when we goin' to move into your new warehouses?
Monday ?" "Sunday, if you want to," said Jim.
"No!" cried his father, delighted.

"Don't tell me you're goin' to keep your word about dates! That's no way to do contractin'! Never heard of a contractor yet didn't want more time." "They'll be all ready for you on the minute," said Jim.

"I'm going over both of 'em now, with Links and Sherman, from foundation to roof.

I guess they'll pass inspection, too!" "Well, then, when you get through with that," said his father, "you go and take your girl out ridin'.

By George! you've earned it! You tell her you stand high with ME!" He stepped into the car, waving a waggish farewell, and when the wheels were in motion again, he turned upon his companion a broad face literally shining with pride.