KING EDWARD MEETS MR. MORGAN

Good-evening, Your Majesty.” “Good-evening, Mr. Morgan. You look well in your knickers, Morgan.” “I came on my bike, King Edward.
Your crown becomes you very much, King.” “I’m afraid it needs pressing, Pierpont. Have a fresh cigar, Pierp.” “Thanks, Edward. It looks like a good one.
Let me reciprocate, Ed. Have a bunch of stocks on me.” “Thanks. Don’t care if I do. And then Pierpont settled down to business.