Chapter 33

"Don't you think I'd have tipped him in the beginning--if I'd had the wherewithal? But expenses have been frightful!--the waste lot with the shed I've stalled the machine in costs as much as a suite of rooms at a decent middle-class hotel would. Had to fork rent in advance too. Proprietor's a German as well as a jerry-builder, and when I've paid his goo-goo girl for our coffee and rolls to-morrow morning"--the speaker exhibited a disc of shiny metal bearing the classical capped and oak-wreathed head of the Republ…