While you folks 'r at supper I'll sneak up t' his room an' see what's in his trunk.

If I don't find 'em, why, I'll come back t' town an' start a news stand, Forty-second an' Broadway.

I'll be on th' yacht at half-past two.

I'm on m' way." The door behind him closed with a bang.

It startled every clerk on the huge floor.