"Indeed I am sure that it will be finished this evening." "If the child had a mother, or a brother, or any protectors but ourselves, my friend, we might leave her to them.

But she has nobody except you and me.

I am glad that she is not ill." He left Mr.Emblem, and passing through the door of communication between house and shop, went noiselessly up the stairs.
One more visitor--unusual for so many to call on a September afternoon.

This time it was a youngish man of thirty or so, who stepped into the shop with an air of business, and, taking no notice at all of the assistant, walked swiftly into the back shop and shut the door behind him.
"I thought so," murmured Mr.James.

"After he's been counting up his investments, his lawyer calls.