I let 'em wait sometimes myself! I just wanted to ask you a question, but I expect it'll keep, if you're workin' something out in your mind!" Roscoe made no reply; and his father, who had turned to the door, paused with his hand on the knob, staring curiously at the motionless figure in the chair.

Usually the son seemed pleased and eager when he came to the office.

"You're all right, ain't you ?" said Sheridan.

"Not sick, are you ?" "No." Sheridan was puzzled; then, abruptly, he decided to ask his question.

"I wanted to talk to you about that young Lamhorn," he said.