I'll go to Manitou later.

Everything in its own time." He was about to leave the shop when some one came bustling in.

Berry was between Ingolby and the door, and for an instant he did not see who it was.

Presently he heard an unctuous voice: "Ah, good day, good day, Mr.
Berry.

I want to have my hair cut, if you please," it said.
Ingolby smiled.