Westrip.
Not known them!
Miss Tracer.
[Crossing to the writing-table and laying the press-cuttings upon it.] Guileless youth! Wait till you've breathed the air of this establishment a little longer.
Westrip.
[Puzzled.] But if he hasn't known them, why should he——?
Miss Tracer.
For the sake of figuring among a lot of prominent personages, of course.
Westrip.
[Incredulously.] Oh, Miss Tracer!