"Where are you going to be for the next hour ?" "Upstairs, practising.

Come and see it any time you like.

It really is a peach, Edwards, and it's scarcely worn at all.

It--it's a prayer rug, too, and they're scarcer than hens' teeth nowadays!" But Steve was already yards away and Durkin shrugged his shoulders and turned back into Torrence.
"Wonder what's up," he murmured.

"I'd hate to get Sawyer into a scrape.
Still, if he will buy that rug----".