What is your hour for supper ?" "Half-past five." "Thank you.

I will go over and speak to Mr.Anderson a minute." The editor looked up as Harry reappeared.
"Well, have you settled arrangements with Mrs.Anderson ?" he asked.
"Yes, sir, I believe so." "I hope you like your room." "It is very comfortable.

It won't take me long to feel at home there." "Did she ask you whether you smoked ?" "Yes, sir." "I thought she would.

That's where Clapp and she fell out." Harry's attention was drawn to a thin, sallow young man of about twenty, who stood at a case on the opposite side of the room.
"Mrs.Anderson was afraid I would set the house on fire," said the young man thus referred to.
"Yes, she felt nervous about it.

However, it is not surprising.