How did you get on to it, 'Bob' ?" "Purely by chance.

Through a man named Mallow, a 'scientist' of some sort with a magic tester." The girl laughed.
"Don't know him." "Mallow is as queer as the rest of his kind, and I put no faith in his story until I investigated.

But the well is there and doing a hundred and fifty barrels as regular as clockwork." "You'll have no trouble in selling it." "Then you're not interested ?" "Interested?
Yes, indeed." Nelson nodded.

"I'm quite excited, as a matter of fact, but--I can't handle it at this particular time." "Frankly, I'm glad you can't," Barbara told him, "for now I can sell it to Mr.Gray." "Gray ?" Henry looked up quickly.

"If you wanted it for him, why did you bring it to me ?" "Because Mr.Mallow insisted.