You are so delightfully crude and refreshing.

Your style, however, is a little more suited to your own country, don't you think--the Far West and that sort of thing.

Shall I draft a little agreement that you will sell the shares to Phipps?
Just a line or two will be sufficient." Wingate made no reply.

He walked across to the frosted window and gazed out of the upper panes up to the sky.

Presently he returned.
"Where is your wife ?" he asked.
"She telephoned from the Milan this morning, discovered that the young lady to whom she had such unfounded objections had left, and returned in a taxi just before I started for the office." "Supposing I sell these shares ?" "Then," Dredlinton promised, "I shall endeavour to forget the incident of last night.