Already I was beginning to look wholly upon the humorous side of the affair.
"It is almost too good not to be printed," he said.

"But his son may square matters when he dies." "I do not want matters squared," I growled.

"I can earn a living for a few years to come.

I shan't worry." "By the way, is that Miss Landors whom you used to rave about in your letters married yet ?" "No." Miss Landors was Phyllis only to her intimate friends.

I called the waiter and ordered him to replenish my stein, Dan watching me curiously the while.