The fall of her skirts seemed to shake out strange perfumes into the stuffy room.
"Ah! you are really here, then, in this odious gloom?
You will show me where I can find my husband ?" Arnold stepped back and threw open the door of the inner office.

She laughed into his face.
"Do not go away," she ordered.

"Come in with me.

I want to thank you for looking after me the other day." Arnold murmured a few words of excuse and turned away.

Mr.Tidey Junior carefully arranged his necktie and slipped down from his stool.
"Jarvis," he exclaimed, "a free lunch and my lifetime's gratitude if you'll send me into the governor's office on any pretext whatever!" Mr.Jarvis, who was answering the telephone, took off his gold-rimmed spectacles and wiped them.
"Some one must go in and say that Mr.Burland, of Harris & Burland, wishes to know at what time he can see the governor.