"
You can finish it then surely within a week."
"Within a week? I sh'd think likely,"—the last remark backed up by such a smile as made further question impossible.
Once more we pursued our investigating tour, saying to the prompt proprietor of the centrifugal-stove store, "Is that new furnace that is to make June of January, that never does what it ought not to do or leaves undone what ought to be done, that asks a mere handful of coal every twenty-four hours and runs itself, ready for its trial trip?"
"It is, sir."
"Registers all set and—"
"Well, no; the registers can't be set till everything else is out of the way."
"Ah, yes, of course; but 't won't take long to do that?"
"They shall all be set in the twinkling of an eye, at a moment's notice."
And now it only remained to hie away to the painter. So we hied and hailed him.