The grey roadster purred up the driveway, and Alice Endicott thrust the "home edition" aside and hurried out onto the porch to greet her husband as he stepped around from the garage.
"Did the deal go through?" she asked, as her eyes eagerly sought the eyes of the man who ascended the steps.
"Yes, dear," laughed Endicott, "the deal went through. You see before you a gentleman of elegant leisure—foot-loose, and... more...