I hope they'll get here with that burro, before dark.

Where'll we put him, in the studio, heh ?" "Look here,"-- said the artist a few minutes later, returning from a visit to the studio for something,--"this is what was the matter with Rutlidge.
And you did it, old man.

This is your key." "What do you mean ?" asked the other in confusion taking the key.
"Why, I found the studio door wide open, with your key in the lock.

You must have been out there, just before we left this morning, and forgot to shut the door.

Rutlidge probably noticed it when he was prowling about the place, and was trying to roast me for my carelessness." Conrad Lagrange stared stupidly at the key in his hand.