And two men and one woman is an equally primitive proposition.

We'll settle it in the good old primitive way." As Sheldon looked at him the thought came to his mind that after all there might be something in the other's wild adventures over the earth.
It required a man of that calibre, a man capable of obtruding a duel into orderly twentieth century life, to find such wild adventures.
"There's only one way to stop me," Tudor went on.

"I can't insult you directly, I know.

You are too easy-going, or cowardly, or both, for that.

But I can narrate for you the talk of the beach--ah, that grinds you, doesn't it?
I can tell you what the beach has to say about you and this young girl running a plantation under a business partnership." "Stop!" Sheldon cried, for the other was beginning to vibrate and oscillate before his eyes.