The merchant seated himself, and said:
"So you got in a row last night."
"In trouble, sir; most unfortunately. I hope that it is the last case of the kind."
"Yes, bad to have your place empty—want all my men at their posts. Get about as soon as you can. Be up to-morrow, I 'spose?"
"Yes, sir, God willing."
"God willing! Do you always put that in?" said Mr. Delancey, half rising from his chair, then reseating himself.
"Yes, sir, always."
The merchant sat for a moment, with his cold eye fixed on his earnest face.
"Invariably you say that, eh?"