Always the right sort of people--except for that bounder over there," he went on, nodding his head towards Wingate.
"Then sit down and don't make an ass of yourself," his host begged.
"You're spoiling every one's enjoyment, making a disturbance like this." "Spoiling their enjoyment be hanged!" Dredlinton scoffed.

"Tell you what, I'm going to make the party go.

I'm going to have a bit of fun.

What about an auction, eh ?---an auction with two bidders only--both millionaires--one's a pal and the other isn't.

Both want the same thing--happens to be mine.