Nor did he stop there.

They saw him, without his hat, rush into Piccadilly, spring into a taxi, and shout excitedly to the driver.

The next moment he had disappeared.
"That's the last you'll see of him," said Philip.
"His actions are certainly peculiar," gasped the millionaire.

"He did not wait for us.

He didn't even wait for his hat! I think, after all, I had better go to Tate Street." "Do so," said Philip, "and save yourself three hundred thousand dollars, and from the laughter of two continents.