Next thing I knew the gallery was filled with brokers, grabbin' us by the hands, poundin' us on the back, beggin' us to come have a drink, and generally goin' crazy.

We was solid with the 'system' for once in our lives.

We could have had that whole buildin', from marble decks to gold maintruck, if we'd said the word.

Fifty yellin' lunatics was on hand to give it to us; the other two hundred was joyfully mutilatin' the baldhead.
"Well, I wanted to get away, and so did Sim, I guess; but the crowd wouldn't let us.

We'd got to have a drink; hogsheads of drinks.