Mr. Daggett viewed it through the window. "Yes, it's surely a long wharf. Twenty feet beyond the harbour line. Ye'll have to take it down."
"Or else?" demanded Mather.
"Show a permit."
"Come, there's one other choice."
"Pay a fine," grinned Daggett. "We've set a pretty large sum. The board's irritated, ye see, because ye've paid so little attention to us."
"The board never fails to answer letters, does it?" inquired Mather.
"What do you mean?"
"You're too busy, I suppose. And you don't appear to remember seeing me before, Mr. Daggett."
"Have I?" asked the commissioner.