Pringle.
[With satisfaction.] You don't mean it! [Turning to Horace, who is on the other side of the hall, talking to Mrs. Futvoye and Sylvia.] Then you've only just got this place finished, eh, Ventimore?
Horace.
That's all, Pringle.
Professor Futvoye.
To build and decorate such a place as this must have cost a very considerable sum of money.
Horace.
You'd think so, wouldn't you? But it didn't.
Professor Futvoye.
[Coming towards him.] And that costume you're wearing, those negroes in rich liveries, all this senseless profusion and display we see around us—are you going to tell me they haven't cost you anything?