He felt sad, too.
"Off with you, Tibbets! We can make the train for New York if we hustle." The man-servant's brilliant eyes flashed evilly.
"Will you make it an hour and a half, sir ?" asked Mason, as his valet slid over the window-sill.
It sounded strange to Forbes.

Mason had unconsciously fallen into the old tone and mode of address, and he himself recognized him now.
"Till nine-thirty, then.

At that time I shall notify Haggerty." "The boat ?" "Oh, no.

I'm giving you that chance without conditions.

It's up to Haggerty to find you.