"I have grown such a tall person during the past four years." The white-haired financier rose and stretched out his hand.
"You exact replica of Alexander Strong," he said laughingly, "I couldn't forget you any more than I could forget your father.

That fine fishing trip where you proved such a grand little scout is bright in my memory as one of my happiest vacations.

Sit down and tell me what I can do for you." Linda sat down and told him that she was dissatisfied with the manner in which her father's estate was being administered.
He listened very carefully to all she had to say, then he pressed a button and gave a few words of instruction to the clerk who answered it.

When several ledgers and account books were laid before him, with practiced hand he turned to what he wanted.

The records were not complicated.