Dolby was outraged.

He spoke up and said to the customer-- "Now, young man, you are going to the hotel with us and state your case to the other member of the family.

If you don't make him believe in you I sha'n't honor this poet's drafts in your interest any longer, for I don't believe in you myself." The young man was quite willing.

I found no fault in him.

On the contrary, I believed in him at once, and was solicitous to heal the wounds inflicted by Dolby's too frank incredulity; therefore I did everything I could think of to cheer him up and entertain him and make him feel at home and comfortable.