The Measure of a Man. Amelia E. Barr

Henry Hatton he had not been familiar, or even friendly. "Good evening, Mr. Hatton," he answered, and he touched the cap set so straight and positive on his big, dark head with slight courtesy. "Have you any affair with me, sir?" he asked.

      "I have."

      "It is my busy night. I was going home, but——"

      "Allow me to walk with you, Mr. Lugur."

      "Very well. Talking will not hinder. I am at your service, sir."