Cyrus. Where did he keep them then?
Carve. He kept them himself.
Cyrus. What—travelling?
Carve. Yes. Why not?
Cyrus. (With a "tut-tut" noise to indicate the
[38]business man's mild scorn of the artist's method's.) Whose is this luggage?
Carve. Mine.
Cyrus. All of it?
Carve. That is——
Cyrus. Come now, is it his or is it yours? Now be careful.