Reginald Thomas Maitland Scott

“ Wentworth began speaking Hindustani to his servant, while he continued to hold the receiver of the telephone to his ear. The tall native threw back his shoulders, and an indignant rage showed in his glittering, black eyes. He spoke gutturally in reply to what he had heard. If a bad man wished to disturb his master while he was telephoning, he, Ram Singh, would go out into the hall and cut that bad man into small pieces. ”

“ Before them in the living room of the small apartment, a tan Hindu rose from the floor where he had been squatting before the elephant headed god of luck, Ganesh. Ram Singh was devoted to Richard Wentworth and believed that his master was omnipotent in all things. But Ram Singh also believed in propitiating the gods and, when his master used strange disguises and mixed with the wicked people of the world, Ram Singh burned incense before old Ganesh. ”

“ He had scarcely dropped Molly's hand before he had opened his own door, stepped upon the running board and had slipped into the driver's seat.
Richard Wentworth could drive any make of car more easily than most men can work a gum- slot machine. He released the brakes, threw in the clutch and gave the engine all the gas that is possible in starting. The heavy taxi lurched into motion violently. It gathered speed in a way that is only possible when an expert handles the controls. Even so, no taxi can run away from a machine gun. ”