I would scorn to accept anything.

And I will leave the hotel in fifteen minutes.' 'Good-day, then.

You have my good wishes and my admiration, so long as you keep out of my hotel.' Racksole got up.

'Good-day, sir.

And thank you.' 'By the way, Jules, it will be useless for you to apply to any other first-rate European hotel for a post, because I shall take measures which will ensure the rejection of any such application.' 'Without discussing the question whether or not there aren't at least half a dozen hotels in London alone that would jump for joy at the chance of getting me,' answered Jules, 'I may tell you, sir, that I shall retire from my profession.' 'Really! You will turn your brains to a different channel.' 'No, sir.