By George! you can get him in the neck if you like." "But I don't like," said Paul.

"I happen to know that Mr.Finn is sincere in his convictions." "But, my dear sir, what does his supposed sincerity matter in political contest ?" "It's the difference between dirt and cleanliness," said Paul.
"Besides, as I told you at the outset, Mr.Finn and I are close personal friends, and I have the highest regard for his character.

He has seen that his side has scrupulously refrained from personalities with regard to me, and I insist on the same observance with regard to him." "With all due deference to you, Mr.Savelli, you were called only the day before yesterday 'the spoiled darling of Duchesses' boudoirs.'" "It wasn't with Mr.Finn's cognizance.

I've found that out." "Well," said the agent, leaning back-in the luxurious limousine, "I don't see why somebody, without your cognizance, shouldn't call Mr.
Finn the spoiled minion of the Almighty's ante-chamber.

That's a devilish good catch-phrase," he added, starting forward in the joy of his newborn epigram: "Devilish good.