And his confession proves that I haven't made any mistake." "But what in thunder--" "Father!" "My dear, give me credit for resisting the desire to make the term stronger.

Mr.Fitzgerald's joke, I take it, bothered no one.

Yours has put him in a peculiar embarrassment.

What does it mean?
You went to the city to get me a first-class secretary." "Mr.Fitzgerald has the making of one, I believe." "But on your word I sent a capable man away half an hour gone.

He could speak half a dozen languages." "Mr.Fitzgerald is, perhaps, as efficient." Fitzgerald's wonder grew and grew.
"But he doesn't want to be a secretary.