Spencer finished his sandwich and brushed the crumbs off his trousers. Thomas continued operations on the bun with the concentrated expression of a lunching python.
"I believe your people know my people," said Spencer.
"We have some awfully swell friends," said Thomas. Spencer chewed this thoughtfully awhile.
"Beastly cheek," he said at last.
"Sorry," said Thomas, not looking it.
Spencer produced a bag of gelatines.
"Have one?" he asked.
"What's wrong with 'em?"
"All right, don't."
He selected a gelatine and consumed it.