"They're tolling the fire bell at the news of father's dying," said Knox.
Calvin filled a glass of ale, and exclaimed:
"Here's to the next pastor of Kensington!" as he laughingly drained it off.
"Oh, brother Cal!" remarked the hostess as she softly dropped her eyelids and smiled reprovingly; "this irreverence comes of visiting Miss Agnes Wilt too often. I must take you in charge."
Duff Salter gave a furious sneeze:
"Jericho! Oh! oh! Jericho!"
Calvin Van de Lear closed the door between the dining-room and the parlor, and drew Duff Salter's tablets from his pocket and wrote:
"I want you to go up on the house roof with me."
Duff looked at him in surprise, and wrote in reply:
"Do you mean to throw me off?"