“Well, when she is shaved, we shall be in the parlor, tell her.”
In a moment or two Grotait bustled in, wiping his face with a towel as he came, and welcomed his visitors cordially. “Fine weather, gentlemen.”
Bayne cut that short. “Mr. Grotait, we have lost our bands.”
“You surprise me.”
“And perhaps you can tell us how to get them back.”
“Experience teaches that they always come back when the men pay their arrears.”
“Well, it is agreed to stop the sum due, out of wages.”
“A very proper course.”
“What is it we have got to pay?”
“How can I tell you without book? Pray, Mr. Little, don't imagine that I set these matters agate. All I do is to mediate afterward. I'll go and look at the contribution-book.”