"Do you think I shall wait all day ?" "I do not know.

That is your affair." "Precisely.

And I do not mean to wait." "Then go away." But the Greek had come on an exploring expedition in which he had nothing to lose.

Hauling himself up a little higher, till his mouth was close to the grating, he hailed the house as he would have hailed a ship at sea, in a voice of thunder.
"Ahoy there! Is any one within?
Ahoy! Ahoy!" This was more than the porter's equanimity could bear.

He looked about for a weapon with which to attack the Greek's face through the bars, heaping, upon him a torrent of abuse in the meantime.
"Son of dogs and mules!" he cried in a rising growl.