They reminded me of the tales of my youth." "Well, I got mine last night.

Here it is!" "Gee whiz!" Handyside took the small object which Theydon produced from a waistcoat pocket.

He examined it with minute care.
"I've never crossed the Pacific," he said, after apparently satisfying himself as to the exact nature of the unpleasant token, "but one of my hobbies is the collection of ivories.

In my home--" "21,097 Park Avenue," interrupted Theydon.
"Just so--four doors short of 211th Street.

Well, sir, when you blow in there you'll see a roomful of curios.