"See Dolph; but not over ten-dollar advance to save your hide."
"He's giving fifty."
"To whom?"
"Bébé."
"He did that because he knew that you'd get half of what he gave her. Ten's your limit."
"All right. Good-morning!"
"Barrett on Monday morning."
"All right!"
With which Mr. Kent rapidly made his exit.
"Old reprobate! But he does feed the lines to his opposite, and Bébé happy is worth twice Bébé in a grouch. You see what the whole blamed thing is like and—" Mr. Vandeford was interrupted by the tinkle of the telephone at his elbow.