"I will try to, but oh, Robert, when I think of to-night I feel like dancing a Highland fling right in the office."
"If you did I am sure Mr. Gray would think you were crazy."
"Of course, I don't mean that exactly, Robert, I was speaking figuratively."
"You refer to the figure you would cut when you were dancing the Highland fling?"
"I see you are witty, Robert."
"No one ever accused me of that before," said Robert demurely.
Livingston Palmer laughed, and managed with an effort to devote himself for the rest of the day strictly to business.
"You will be with me to-night, Frost," he said, as they closed the office, and started on their way to supper.
"Do you mean that I am to go to 98 Lemore street with you?"