"It would be to insult myself." "It would be an easy way to earn a hundred pounds, too," said Philip.
"How dare you insult the Baron ?" demanded Faust.

"What makes you think--" "I don't think, I know!" said Philip.

"For the price of a taxi-cab fare to Tate Street, you win a hundred pounds." "We will all three go at once," cried the German.

"My car is outside.
Wait here.

I will have it brought to the door ?" Faust protested indignantly.
"Do not disturb yourself, Baron," he said; "just because a fresh reporter--" But already the German had reached the hall.