"But I could bring witnesses—high witnesses—the very highest if needs be...."
The little man smiled benevolently.
"Surely there is no witness of any standing in the State who would go into a witness-box and say that, without a contract, and with only a few encouraging words...."
The dry glitter in Roma's eyes shot into a look of anger. "Do you call your letters to me a few encouraging words only?" she said.
"My letters?" the glossy hat was getting ruffled.
"Your letters alluding to this matter, and enumerating the favours you wished me to ask of the Prime Minister."
"My dear," said the Mayor after a moment, "I'm sorry if I have led you to build up hopes, and though I have no authority ... if it will end matters amicably ... I think I can promise ... I might perhaps promise a little money for your loss of time."
"Do you suppose I want charity?"
"Charity, my dear?"
"What else would it be? If I have no right to everything I will have nothing. I will take none of your money. You can leave me."