"What do you mean?"
"I mean I mentioned the name, and more than once."
"Stuff!"
"On my honor."
"What was it?"
"Oh, that's too easy! Good-by."
And he left William standing in the doorway,—still guessing.
Alone together, the unparalleled, incredible wonder on the desk before them, the Senior Partner and Mr. Bressani remained silent for a time, as if recovering from a dream. For the twentieth time that morning, Mr. Bressani murmured: "It seems impossible!" Then, after another silence: "But where did he get it? Has he been to the very center of the earth?"
"Or," said the Senior Partner, with a shrug, "to the mountains of the moon."