Then, when I was just twenty-one, my father sent me a considerable sum--two thousand pounds, as a matter of fact--saying it was for me to start business with.

And, do you know, Mr.Lindsey, from that day--now ten years ago--to this, I've never heard a word of him." Mr.Lindsey was always an attentive man in a business interview, but I had never seen him listen to anybody so closely as he listened to Mr.
Smeaton.

And after his usual fashion, he at once began to ask questions.
"Those Watsons, now," he said.

"They're living ?" "No," replied Smeaton.

"Both dead--a few years ago." "That's a pity," remarked Mr.Lindsey.