(Very casually.) Of course.
TEXEL. (Slapping his knee.) Great! Great!
CYRUS. (Staggered but obstinate.) Well, let's have a look at them.
ALCAR. (To JANET.) Then doubtless you are familiar with this double
phenomenon, Mrs. X?
JANET. Yes. But he isn't so proud of his moles now as he used to be when
he was a boy.
ALCAR. Now, gentlemen, you see how beautifully clear the situation is.
By one simple act we shall arrive at a definite and final result, and we
shall have avoided all the noise and scandal of a public trial. Mr. X,
will you oblige us very much by taking your collar off?
JANET. (Jumping up.) Please, there's just one little thing. (To
CARVE.) Wait a moment, dear. (To EBAG.) Mr. Ebag, how many of those
pictures did you sell to Mr. Texel?
EBAG. Fifteen.
JANET. And you made a profit of over four hundred pounds on each?
TEXEL. (Boisterously--laughing to EBAG.) You did?
JANET. Fifteen times four hundred--that makes--how much does it make?
TEXEL. Six thousand, madam. Thirty thousand dollars.
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