Those etchings, also, show taste in the selection.

'The Embankment--by Night.' Fitting sequel to 'The City--by Day.' I'm a child in such matters, but, 'pon my honor, if tempted to pour out my hard-earned savings into the lap of a City magnate, I would disgorge here more readily than in some saloon-bar of finance, where the new mahogany glistens, and the typewriters click like machine-guns." Ingerman was nettled.

He glanced at his correspondence.
"You have a somewhat far-fetched notion of my position," he said, with a staccato quality in his velvet voice.

"I am not a magnate, and I toil here to make, not to lose, money for my clients." "A noble ideal.

Forgive me if my rhapsody took the wrong line." "And I'm sure you will forgive me if I now put the question which leads to the probable cause of your visit.