"Maison's, then.

Sure--Maison's," he added, as the other's flush deepened.
Sanderson got up.

"Don't take it so hard," he advised the resident buyer.

"I ain't goin' to bite you.

What I'm wonderin' is, did Maison give you that order personally, or did you get it from your boss." The buyer shifted uneasily in his chair, and did not look at Sanderson.
"Well," said the latter, "it don't make a heap of difference.
Good-bye," he said, as he went out.