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"Hello, Henry! I thought I wouldn't start in working till you got here I didn't want to haf to coain to open the door and hi'st our good ole plank up again"

"I see," said Henry, glancing nervously at their good ole plank "Well, I guess Florence'll never get in this good ole door--that is, she won't if we don't let her, or so"

This final clause would have astonished Herbert if he had been less preoccupied with his troubles "You bet she won't!" he said ain--if the faive , because they think--they say they do, anyhow--they say they think--they think----"

He paused, disguising a little choke as a cough of scorn for the fa

"What did you say your faht to let her have a share in our newspaper" Again he paused, afraid to continue lest his hypocrisy appear so bare-faced as to invite suspicion "Well, uiltily upon his toe, which slowly scuffed the ground "I don't say we ought, and I don't say we oughtn't"

He expected at the least a sharp protest from his partner, who, on the contrary, surprised him "Well, that's the way I look at it," Henry said "I don't say we ought and I don't say we oughtn't"

And he, likewise, stared at the toe of a shoe that scuffed the ground Herbert felt a little better; this particular subdivision of his difficulties see out with unexpected ease

"I don't say ill and I don't say on't," Henry added "That's the way I look at it My father and ot to be polite and everything, and I guess an to pay some 'tention to what they say You don't have your father and mother for always, you know, Herbert"

Herbert's mood at once chimed with this unprecedented filial melancholy "No, you don't, Henry That's what I often think about, myself No, sir, a fellow doesn't have his father and ood deal what they say while they're still alive"

"That's what I say," Henry agreed gloomily; and then, without any alteration of his tone, or of the dejected thoughtfulness of his attitude, he changed the subject in a way that painfully startled his companion "Have you seen Wallie Torbin to-day, Herbert?"