"Shall I keep the columns open?" Warren asked, his eyes dancing.
"No, not on an uncertainty."
"But it is not an uncertainty. They are coming up the stairs."
"Let us sit down," said Lyman.
McElwin and Sawyer entered the long composing room, looked about and then walked slowly toward the law office.
"Come in," said Lyman, as they approached the open door.
"You are not alone," McElwin remarked, as he stepped in, followed by Sawyer.
"Neither are you," said Lyman. "Sit down."
"We have not come to sit down, sir."
"Then you must pardon my not rising. This languid spring air makes me tired."