"Do you think you can make any money out of the patent?"
"Money? I hope to make a fortune out of it."
"Say, Styles, you're a lucky dog and always were."
"It's because I watch my bloomin' chances," answered the Englishman.
"By the way, were you at the inquest?"
"Sure."
"I didn't see you."
"No, but you spoke to me."
"I did? You're mistaken."
"Don't you remember the farmer who asked you for a chew of terbacker?"
"Was that you?" exclaimed Matlock Styles. "If it was you're improving. The first thing you know you'll be the real thing and getting a head position at Washington."