If he can make men immortal, certainly—
[Judge Critty subsides.
MRS. FELIX
Well, at twenty-nine he’s made animals’hearts and lungs immortal. In fifty years, endowed with millions—
[Magnus nods.
MRS. FELIX
You do see, don’t you? Now, will you bury that talent in a vulgar manufactory—
TROMPER (offended)
Vulgar! Why, some of our men come to work in their own automobiles.
MRS. FELIX