A light gleamed in Lancelot's eye, and he rolled the tip of his nose in a circular movement.
'You consent?' said Mr Zinzinheimer, delighted. ''At-a-boy! Here's the pen and here's the contract.'
'Gimme!' said Lancelot.
A benevolent glow irradiated the other's spectacles.
'Came the Dawn!' he murmured. 'Came the Dawn!'
6
THE STORY OF WILLIAM
Miss Postlethwaite, our able and vigilant barmaid, had whispered to us that the gentleman sitting over there in the corner was an American gentleman.
'Comes from America,' added Miss Postlethwaite, making her meaning clearer.
'From America?' echoed we.