Now, all set." Merton Gill was about to leave this distressing scene but was held in spite of himself by the voice of a newcomer.
"Hello, Jeff! Atta boy!" He knew without turning that the Montague girl was again at his elbow.
He wondered if she could be following him.
"Hello, Flips! How's the kid ?" The producer had turned cordially to her.
"Just in time for the breakaway stuff.

See how you like it." "What's the big idea ?" "Swell reception at the Maison de Glue, with the waiters on roller skates in honour of rich Uncle Rollo Glue.

The head waiter starts the fight by doing a fall with his tray.

Tom gets the tray in the neck and soaks the nearest man banquet goes flooey.

Then we go into the chase stuff." "Which is Uncle Rollo ?" "That's him at the table, with the herbaceous border under his chin." "Is he in the fight ?" "I think so.