"It's fine," he said and to Martha, "How do you do?"
"How do you do, Mr. Parker? You've had supper?"
He nodded and lied, "In Milwaukee. I'm up here to try and get some
money out of Senator Arnold. I wonder if this might be a good time to
see him."
Mrs. Klein said, "I doubt if anytime is a good time to see him. You're
a salesman, Mr. Parker?"
"No, no. It's philanthropy I'm concerned with. Mr. Arnold's old enough
to start thinking about his benefactors."
"He'll probably leave it all to the dogs," Mrs. Klein said. "And you
be careful of them, Mr. Parker."
"That I will," Doak said. "I think I'll walk up there now. Not much of
a walk, I understand. Just over the hill, isn't it?"
It was the girl who answered. "That's right. I'm going that way
myself. I'll be glad to show you the house."