Get on without me if you like." "Look here, Chalker," Joe laid a persuasive hand on the other's arm, "can't we two be friendly?
Why don't you give a fellow a lift?
All I want to know is where the old man's put his money, and how he's left it." "Suppose I do know," Mr.Chalker replied, wishing ardently that he did, "do you think I am going to betray trust--a solicitor betray trust--and for nothing?
But if you want to talk real business, Joe, come to my office.

You know where that is." Joe knew very well; in fact, there had been more than one difficulty which had been adjusted through Mr.Chalker's not wholly disinterested aid.
Then the singer appeared again attired in a new and startling dress, and Joe began once more to applaud again with voice and stick.

Mr.
Chalker, surprised at this newly-developed enthusiasm for art, left him and walked up the hall, and sat down beside the chairman, whom he seemed to know.

In fact, the chairman was also the proprietor of the show, and Mr.Chalker was acting for him in his professional capacity, much as he had acted for Mr.Emblem.
"Who is your new singer ?" he asked.
"She calls herself Miss Carlotta Claradine.

She's a woman, let me tell you, Mr.Chalker, who will get along.