"And what are you doing in here, anyhow?
If we want the service of a vet., we're quite capable of getting one for ourselves without having him shove his presence upon us unasked." "You are quite capable of doing a great many things, my dear captain, even making lions smile!" said Cleek serenely.

"It would appear that the gallant Captain von Gossler, nephew, and, in the absence of one who has a better claim, heir to the late Baron von Steinheid--That's it, nab the beggar.

Played, sir, played! Hustle him out and into the cab, with his precious confederate, the Irish-Italian 'signor,' and make a clean sweep of the pair of them.

You'll find it a neck-stretching game, captain, I'm afraid, when the jury comes to hear of that poor boy's death and your beastly part in it." By this time the tent was in an uproar, for the chevalier's wife had come hurrying in, the chevalier's daughter was on the verge of hysterics, and the chevalier's prospective son-in-law was alternately hugging the great beast-tamer and then shaking his hand and generally deporting himself like a respectable young man who had suddenly gone daft.
"Governor!" he cried, half laughing, half sobbing.

"Bully old governor.
It's over--it's over.