By evening he had got himself well in hand again and was probably considerably ashamed of his conduct.

He doesn't care to talk about the matter for several reasons.
Fortunately Solomon is not so scrupulous." "I don't know what you're driving at, Terry," said I.
"Don't you ?" he inquired.

"Well, really, it's about time that I came down!" He paused while he scrawled one or two sentences on his copy pad, then he glanced up with a laugh.

"I don't know myself, but I think I can make a pretty good guess.

We'll call on Miss Polly Mathers in the morning and see if she can't help us out." "Terry," I expostulated, "that girl knows no more about the matter than I do.