"Good-morning, Major. Have you seen anything of my deputy?"
"No; has he left you?"
"I didn't miss him till this morning," replied Winters, sourly. "But
he's gone, horse and all."
"Well, the loss is not serious. Come in and break an egg with me."
Jennie was distinctly less cordial than before, but she made her
unwelcome guest comfortable, and asked after his health politely. She
was just pouring his second cup of coffee when the furious clanging of
the office bell made them all start.
Curtis looked at his watch. "Good Heavens! It can't be the eight-o'clock
bell. What time have you?"
"Seven thirty-three."