I don't care if he works all night." "But--" "There hasn't got to be any 'buts,' Dayson.

There's been a damned sight too much delay as it is." "All right! All right!" Dayson placated him hastily.
Mr.Cannon departed.
It seemed to Hilda that she shivered, but whether with pain or pleasure she knew not.

Never before had Mr.Cannon sworn in her presence.

All day his manner had been peculiar, as though the strain of mysterious anxieties was changing his spirit.

And now he was gone, and she had said naught to him about the telegram from Miss Gailey! Arthur Dayson rolled oratorically on in defence of the man whom yesterday he had attacked.
And then Sowter, the old clerk, entered.
"What is it?
Don't interrupt me!" snapped Dayson.
"There's the _Signal_....