"Drop around to my office at half past four and I'll see what's to be done for you.

You can thank this nuisance of a Munroe for that--though it'll do you no good in the long run, you'll find, and just waste your time as well as mine!" There was little enough incentive for me to keep that appointment.

But I went, naturally.

And, when I got there, I didn't sing for Tinsley.
He was too busy to listen to me.
"You're in luck, just the same, Scotty," he said.

"I'm a turn short, because someone's got sick.