Daisy. I'm sure you oughtn't to talk so much.
George. It's a very old Chinese trick. They just got the wrong man, that's all.
Harry. By George, that explains why I tripped.
George. Did you trip? A piece of string across the street.
Harry. I wasn't expecting it. I went down like a ninepin. I was up again in a flash and just threw myself at the blighters. You should have seen 'em scatter. Luckily I got one of them.
George. Good. Where is he?
Harry. He's here. I've tied him up pretty tight.
George. Well, we shall find out who's at the bottom of this. The methods of the Chinese police may be uncivilized, but they are ... Oh, Lord, I do feel rotten.
Harry. Oh, George.
[Daisy gives Harry the glass and he helps George to drink.