"Of course he means the Company to pay in the end," Semingham reminded the hostile critic.
"Time enough to talk of the Company when we see it," retorted Tom, with an aggressive scepticism.
"Position critical! Hum. I suppose their treaties must be worth something," pursued Semingham. "Dennison, I can't be drained dry over this job."
Harry Dennison shook his head in a puzzled fashion.
"Carlin says it's all right," he remarked.
"Of course he does!" exclaimed Tom impatiently. "Two and two make five for him if Ruston says they do."
"Well, Tom, what's your advice?" asked Semingham.
"You must tell him to do nothing till he's seen you, or at least sent you full details of the position."
The two men nodded. Mrs. Dennison rose from her chair, walked to the window, and stood looking out.
"Loring just confirms what I thought," said Semingham.