Pringle.
[Roughly.] I'm not afraid of you, or your Jinnee either—he rather took to me! And if the Futvoyes choose to drop me like this, I'm not going to take it lying down—I can make them look pretty foolish!
Horace.
You'll be the only one to look foolish—upon my honour, you will!
Pringle.
We'll see about that! You can't shut my mouth!
Mr. Wackerbath.
[The Waiters having gone out, now comes down and addresses Mrs. Futvoye.] They tell me we shall have to wait a few minutes longer—but they'll be as quick as they can.
Mrs. Wackerbath.
Oh, Samuel, the Professor has just been telling me about such an extraordinary affair that happened this morning—in his own study! Have you heard?