What do you think is up ?" "I think Sir Stephen is going to pull off his great event, to make his grand _coup_," said Howard.

"So you find a black-and-tan terrier improves a dress-coat by lying on it ?" Tiny had coiled himself up on that garment, which Measom had laid ready on the chair, and was lying apparently asleep, but with his large eyes fixed on his beloved master.
"Oh, he's a peculiar little beast, and is always getting where he shouldn't be.

Hi! young man, get off my coat!" He picked the terrier up and threw him softly on the bed, but Tiny got down at once and curled himself up on the fur mat by Stafford's feet.
"Seems to be fond of you: strange dog!" said Howard.

"Yes, I think Sir Stephen's 'little scheme'-- as if any scheme of his could be 'little'!--has worked out successfully, and I shouldn't be surprised if the financiers had a meeting to-night and the floating of the company was announced." "Oh," said Stafford, as he got into his coat.

"Yes, I daresay it's all right.