The lawyer’s mouth became grim, but he took off his coat. There was an office rule against shirt-sleeves.
The lawyer’s mouth became grim
Here the office boy appeared again, and the great man glared at him.
“Mrs. Carrington,” said Joseph. “She says she’s got to see you about important business, and she can’t wait, and she’s going to sail for Europe to-morrow morning.”
“Tell Mrs. Carrington,” said Mr. Heminway, “that I shall see her as soon as I am at leisure.”
The boy withdrew hastily.
The lawyer took his stance by the door-mat again, and began to swing.
Cutting now settled himself in a chair, and lighted a cigarette.