"I like my clients to be open with me.

It will make a difference of ruin.

The Cohens have you in a hole." The millionaire gasped, "My goodness! how did you know?
It means ruin--or--or I make a hundred thousand." "I see," said Sir Tancred.

"Well ?" "I left London quietly in a motor-car.

Before I'd gone twenty miles, a racing Panhard, stuffed with private detectives--men I've sometimes employed myself"-- he almost sobbed at the thought--"passed me; and another came up, and dropped back to a mile behind.