You may be drunk now or--_I_ don't know what's the matter with you.

But you come up here to-morrow at noon, and if you come up here sober or straight or"-- Geary began to make awkward gestures in the air with both hands--"come up here to talk _business_, I may have something for you, but I can't stop any longer this evening." Vandover got upon his feet slowly, turning his greenish hat about by the brim, nodding his head.

"All right, all right," he answered.

"Thank you very much, Mister Geary.

It's very good of you, I'm sure.