I carry on here gigantic combinations.

I should have been a lawyer.

I can spread nets that no one sees, and then--pst! I draw the rope and the victim is in the toils of Anastasius Papadopoulos.

_Hast du nicht das bemerkt_, Saupiquet ?" "_Bien sur_," said Saupiquet again.

He seemed perfectly conversant with the dwarf's polyglot jargon.
"To the temperament of the artist," continued the modest Papadopoulos, "I join the intellect of the man of affairs and the heart of a young poet.