The sole of Runnells' boot was dry—quite dry.
—III—
THE MAD MILLIONAIRE
"It's an amazing place!" said Howard Locke.
"Yes; isn't it?" said Polly Wickes. "But, come along; you haven't seen it all yet."
"Is there more?" Howard Locke asked with pretended incredulity. "I've seen a private power plant; an aquarium that contains more varieties of fish than I ever imagined swam in the sea; a house as magnificent and spacious as a palace; stables; gardens; flowers; bowers of Eden. More! Really?"
"I think guardy was right," observed Polly Wickes naïvely.
"Yes?" inquired Howard Locke.
Polly Wickes arched her eyebrows.