You must come and see it." "Delighted, I'm sure," said Dale, who stood looking down on the Liliputian egotist with polite wonder.

Lola Brandt glanced at him apologetically.
"You mustn't mind him, Dale.

He has only two ideas in his head, his cats and myself.

He's devoted to me." "I don't think I shall be jealous," said Dale in a low voice.
"Foolish boy!" she whispered.
During the love scene, which was conducted in English, a language which Mr.Papadopoulos evidently did not understand, the dwarf scowled at Dale and twirled his moustache fiercely.

In order to attract Madame Brandt's attention he fetched a packet of papers from his pocket and laid them with a flourish on the tea-table.
"Here are the documents," said he.
"What documents ?" "A full inquiry into the circumstances attending the death of Madame Brandt's horse Sultan." "Have you found out anything, Anastasius ?" she asked, in the indulgent tone in which one addresses an eager child.
"Not exactly," said he.