As for the dozen men who were clamoring for the floor, half of them began speaking at once.

The confusion and babel was indescribable.

Never had Mrs.Pertonwaithe's spacious walls beheld such a spectacle.

These, then, were the cool captains of industry and lords of society, these snarling, growling savages in evening clothes.

Truly Ernest had shaken them when he stretched out his hands for their moneybags, his hands that had appeared in their eyes as the hands of the fifteen hundred thousand revolutionists.
But Ernest never lost his head in a situation.