13/28 I'm not going to dash to the Pole without having a ripping good time here first. But we must sign the contract a month beforehand." "To-day is the first of June; I promise to telegraph you yes or no this day month. You have had me over in Europe eighteen months. I'm tired of trains, and boats, and mules. I'm going fishing." "Ah, bass!" murmured Cathewe from behind his journal. |