Think it over, and let me know in the morning.

Hurry! We'll be late for supper!" As this was a business talk, there was no need for Harvey to tell his mother about it; and Cheyne naturally took the same point of view.

But Mrs.Cheyne saw and feared, and was a little jealous.

Her boy, who rode rough-shod over her, was gone, and in his stead reigned a keen-faced youth, abnormally silent, who addressed most of his conversation to his father.

She understood it was business, and therefore a matter beyond her premises.