The Flying Death
"Thanks," said Dick undisturbedly. It was a principle of his that the ill-temper of others was no logical reason for ill-temper in himself. In this case his principle worked well, for Haynes said with tolerable civility:
"You just came in this evening, didn't you?"
"Yes. I seem to have met the market for excitement."
By this time they had reached the large living-room, where they found Mrs. Johnston presiding with ill-directed advice over the struggles of her grey-bearded husband to insert himself into a pair of boots of insufficient calibre.
"Twenty-five years of service in the life-savin' corps an' ain't let to go out now without these der-r-r-ratted contrapt