But if his pulse weakens we must shake him awake somehow.
You needn't wait I'll call you if I want you, You've told me what I wanted to know." Again Jack bent over Garry, his heart wrung with pity and dismay.

He was still there when the door opened softly and a servant entered, tiptoed to where he stood, and whispered in his ear: "Mrs.Minott says, sir, that Mr.McGowan and another man are downstairs." The contractor was standing in the hall, his hat still on his head.
The other man Jack recognized as Murphy, one of the church building trustees.

That McGowan was in an ugly mood was evident from the expression on his face, his jaw setting tighter when he discovered that Jack and not Garry was coming down to meet him; Jack having been associated with MacFarlane, who had "robbed him of damages" to the "fill." "I came to see Mr.Minott," McGowan blurted out before Jack's feet had touched the bottom step of the stairs.

"I hear he's in--come home at dinner time." Jack continued his advance without answering until he had reached their side.

Then with a "Good-evening, gentlemen," he said in a perfectly even voice: "Mr.Minott is ill and can see no one.