v. Tietz.
But just think! that man--forty, if he's a day, fat, worn out, a roue
whose amorous adventures are common gossip to every cabby on the
street!
Ebeling.
Pardon me, my clients are all virtuous, young, handsome, desirable--of
inestimable pulchritude.
v. Tietz.
See here--are you chaffing me?
Ebeling.
I'm only trying to make you understand that you've unwittingly walked
into the enemy's camp.
v. Tietz (_standing up_).