Belike he was once minister to Borneo, an' came home in a hurry an' forgot who he was.

But John Merrick will be wanting me." He escaped and opened the door.

Then, with his hand on the knob, he turned and added: "Why don't ye come in, me journalistic investigators, and see the fun for yerselves?
I suspect there's an item in store for ye." Then he went in, and they took the hint and entered the pressroom in a fluttering group.

Fogerty stood with his hands in his pockets intently watching the Dwyer girls set type, while at his elbow Mr.Merrick was explaining in a casual voice how many "m's" were required to make a newspaper column.

In another part of the long room Arthur Weldon was leaning over a table containing the half-empty forms, as if critically examining them.