He and his chum, Cornelius Rowe, were seated in two of the waiting room chairs, their feet on two others.

"He ain't got here yet.

We was just talkin' about him.

You've heard about Olive Edwards, I s'pose likely, ain't you ?" Phinney nodded gloomily.
"Yes," he said, "I've heard." "Well, it's too bad," continued Crocker.

"But, after all, it's Olive's own fault.