The smallest deviation from the outlined schedule would have
resulted disastrously. Ten minutes' tardiness at the different points
would have failed to obtain the requisite documents. Your sons did not
fail. They can be depended upon. The world is in search of men built on
those lines. I congratulate you, sir."
Cyrus was glad presently to escape to his stateroom with Cornelius.
"Say, what did you have to do?" he asked eagerly. "Did you trot your
legs off all over town?"
"Not much, I didn't!" said Cornelius, grimly, from the depths of a big
towel. "I spent the whole day in a little hole of a room at the top of
an empty building, with just ten trips down the stairs to the ground
floor to get envelopes at certain minutes. Not a crumb to eat nor a
thing to do. Couldn't even snatch a nap for fear I'd oversleep one of my
dates at the bottom. Had five engagements, too--one with Helena Fowler
at the links. All I could do was to cut 'em and stick it out.
Casabianca was nothing to me."
"I believe that was worse than mine," commented Cyrus reflectively.
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