"Yes."
"Nice weather."
"Yes."
"All well down there?"
"Yes."
"Say, Bowser, my wife made a previous engagement for to-night. We've got to go to——"
Mr. Bowser shut him off with a bang and started for the office. During the forenoon I took in two more declinations, and while he was at dinner there was a ring and the old familiar hail:
"Hello, Bowser!"
"Yes."
"Say, Bowser!"