"Why! what can he want of you ?" "I don't know," I answered.

"And I don't particularly care." "Roscoe!" "Mother, did you ever hear such a cool, nervy proposition in your life?
He wants to see me and he orders me to come to him.

Why doesn't he come to me ?" "I suppose he didn't think of it.

He is a big man in New York and he has been accustomed to having people come at his convenience.

It's his way of doing things, I suppose." "Then I don't like the way.