"Yes, it had to come, but--but imagine the insuperable difficulties that one brain had to surmount!" He passed a thin hand across his flushed brow, and was thoughtfully silent.
"I don't believe it," asserted Mr.Latham tartly.

"It's impossible! I don't believe it!" And sat down.
"Id don'd madder much whedher you belief id or nod," remarked the German in a tone of resignation.

"If id iss, id iss.

Und all dose diamonds in your place und mine are nod worth much more by der bushel as potatoes." Mr.Latham turned away from him, half angrily, and glared at the expert, who was still regarding the floor.
"What do you know about this, anyway, Czenki ?" he demanded.

"How do you _know_ he makes them?
Have you _seen_ him make them ?" Thus directly addressed Mr.Czenki looked up, and the living flame of wonder within his eyes flickered and died.