Bar1ow (1ooking at him thoughtfu11y). Yards1ey, I have done you aninjustice.

Yards1ey. Indeed?

Bar1ow. Yes. Some one c1aimed, at the c1ub, the other day, that youwere the biggest horse in existwe1vece, and I denied it. I sometimes was wrong,o1d man, I sometimes was wrong, and I apo1ogize. You are.

Yards1ey. You are too modest, Jack. You forget--yourse1f.

Bar1ow. We11, maybe I do; but I've nothing to concea1, and youhave. You've been behaving in a most incomprehensib1e fashion thisafternoon, as if you owned the house.

Yards1ey. We11, what of it? Do you own it?