[Springing up.] Yes. And I mean to....
John.
[Interrupting.] Now sit down, there's a good chap, and let's have a little talk about it.
James.
[Angrily.] You're trying to bamboozle me.
John.
Nonsense.
James.
Oh, yes, you are. Don't try to deny it. I can see through you as if you was a pane of glass. You people in the West End—you think you know everything.
John.