—Institution! Individual! cried Cranly. Go home,blast you, for you're a hopeless bloody man.
—I'm an emotional man, said Temple. That's quite rightly expressed. And I'm proud that I'm an emotionalist.
He sidled out of the alley, smiling slily. Cranly watched him with a blank expressionless face.
—Look at him! he said. Did you ever see such a goby-the-wall?