Whatever your judgment prompts you to do, will, I feel sure, be satisfactory." Mr.Hebblethwaite rose to his feet and held out his hand.
"Well, Mr.Harrison," he concluded, "you have performed a disagreeable duty in a tactful manner.

Personally, I am not in the least grateful to you, for, as I dare say you know, Mr.Spencer Wyatt is a great friend of mine.

As a member of the Government, however, I think I can promise you that your services shall not be forgotten.

Good evening!" The official departed.

Mr.Hebblethwaite thrust his hands into his pockets, glanced at the clock impatiently, and made use of an expression which seldom passed his lips.