"I thought you would be.

I'll telephone the Krivitch agent.

He gave me the option until to-morrow, but I told him I'd settle it this evening." Sheridan gazed after him as he left the room, and then, though his expression did not alter in the slightest, a sound came from him that startled his wife.

It had been a long time since she had heard anything resembling a chuckle from him, and this sound--although it was grim and dry--bore that resemblance.
She brightened eagerly.

"Looks like he was startin' right well don't it, papa ?" "Startin'?
Lord! He got me on the hip! Why, HE knew what I wanted--that's why he had the inspector up there, so't he'd have me beat before we even started to talk about it.