"That's all right!" he announced at the conclusion of his task.

"Come and have one with me now before you read your little billet-doux, eh ?" "I shall not read your report until after dinner," Mr.Sabin said, "and I think if you are ready that we might as well go in.

At the head-waiter's suggestion I have ordered a cocktail with the oysters, and if we are much later he seemed to fear that it might affect the condition of the--I think it was terrapin, he said." Mr.Skinner stopped short.

His tone betrayed emotion.
"Did you say terrapin, sir ?" Mr.Sabin nodded.

Mr.Skinner at once took his arm.
"Guess we'll go right in," he declared.