"How long will you be away with these Achon people, Gabrielle?"
"I don't know; we are going to Corfu to see the German Emperor."
"Don't bring him back with you. He'd never get on with fools. Isn't it all rather out of the picture?"
"What do you mean by that, Harry?"
"Well, your trotting about with millionaires, hanging on to the skirts of other people's ambitions. It can't last. Some day soon, these doors will be shut. There'll be nobody at home when you call."
"That would not trouble me. I go because my father wishes it; and, of course, I like Eva."
"She's rather a jolly girl, isn't she? They're a different class to that Faber man. He's just an adventurer."
"Who has managed to make himself necessary to two continents. I wish you knew him. You'd be the first to bow down."
"To eleven millions! I might if he handed over one of them. That must be the fly in his ointment. I don't suppose he has a friend in the world who doesn't want to get something out of him."
"Do you include me in that category?"