And then I could have done nothing--having disclaimed the ownership of the stock.

And I--I couldn't lie.

And, besides, I kept hoping that something would happen.

I had a premonition that something _would_ happen.

And something did happen--you came!" "Yes," said Sanderson inanely, "I came." He drew a large red handkerchief from a pocket and mopped some huge beads of sweat from his face and forehead.