Then a slight, pleased smile passed over his features, and he held out his hand.
'Well, Mr Babylon,' he greeted the other, 'of all persons in the wide world you are the man I would most have wished to meet.' 'You flatter me,' said the little Anglicized Swiss.
'No, I don't,' answered Racksole; 'it isn't my custom, any more than it's yours.

I wanted to have a real good long yarn with you, and lo! here you are! Where have you sprung from ?' 'From Lausanne,' said Felix Babylon.

'I had finished my duties there, I had nothing else to do, and I felt homesick.

I felt the nostalgia of London, and so I came over, just as you see,' and he raised the handbag for Racksole's notice.

'One toothbrush, one razor, two slippers, eh ?' He laughed.