Witherspoon frowned.
"You needn't see him, dear," said his wife.
"Yes, I will.

But I am tired and don't care to discuss business affairs.

Of late he brings nothing but bad news." The manager was exquisitely dressed and wore a rose on the lapel of his coat.

"I am on my way to an entertainment at the Yacht Club," said he, when the merchant entered the library, "and I thought I'd drop in for a few moments." "I'm glad you did," Witherspoon replied.

"Sit down." "I haven't long to stay," said Brooks, seating himself.