Waterloo.
Mr. Wackerbath.
Ah, yes. I remarked to him: "All I require is a thoroughly capable architect." [Horace grows alert and excited.] And instantly your name flashed across my mind. So I—ah—hurried off at once, and—here I am!
Horace.
[With a sudden misgiving.] May I ask—you—you weren't recommended to me by—by—[he looks round at the door through which Fakrash has vanished]—any one?
Mr. Wackerbath.
[With dignity.] Certainly not! It was—ah—entirely my own idea. But why do you ask? [Huffily.] Is an introduction necessary?
Horace.
[Relieved.] No, no—not in the least! I—I merely asked. I shall be very pleased to undertake the commission. Could you give me some idea of the amount you thought of spending on the house?
Mr. Wackerbath.