Gavin's hair was going white, and he had been with Cartwright's since he was a boy.
He was fat, red-faced, and humorous, although his humor was not refined.
Gavin liked to be thought something of a sport, but Cartwright knew he was staunch.
"You imagine Mrs.Seaton will look me up this morning ?" Cartwright said presently.
"Yes, sir.

She called and demanded to see you.

In fact, I think she doubted when I told her you hadn't come back from the North.

She said the shareholders' meeting would be soon and she expected you to give a bigger dividend; the Blue Funnel people had paid five per cent.

If you didn't return before long, she might run up to Carrock.