Then I'll have him measure me for a coat to dance at your wedding." And the Unexpecteds are not yet over.

There was still another, of quite a different character, about to fall--and out of another clear sky, too--a sort of April-shower sky, where you get wet on one side of the street and keep dry on the other.

Jack had the dry side this time, and went on his way rejoicing, but the head of the house of Breen caught the downpour, and a very wet downpour it was.
It all occurred when Jack was hurrying to the ferry and when he ran into the senior member of the firm, who was hurrying in the opposite direction.
"Ah, Jack!--the very man I wanted to see," cried Breen.

"I was going to write you.

There's something doing up in that ore country.