It's lucky I can charge the cost to the office.

The new wheat is coming down to Montreal, and the _Conference_ people have a plan to get it all, but I expect to beat them and engage some cargo for our boats before the St.Lawrence freezes.

However, since I'm going, I must get to work." He started for the house and met his step-son at the porch.

Mortimer looked thoughtful, and held an unlighted cigarette.

Cartwright studied him with scornful amusement.
"Have you been speculating about the proper way of handling an awkward situation ?" "I have been talking to Grace," Hyslop replied in an even voice.
"I rather think Grace has been talking to you, but expect you agreed.
You have, no doubt, decided the best plan is to leave your headstrong sister alone ?" "We did agree about something like that," said Hyslop coolly, although when Cartwright fixed his eyes on his he turned his head.