You get my meaning ?--you get my idea?
Here is your Irish stew, and--er--it gives me the greatest pleasure to send it to you, and I hope that you will enjoy the charity as much as I enjoy conferring it." A blush rose in Brady's white cheeks and flowed slowly backward to his ears and upward toward his forehead, but he said nothing and began to eat his food under the embarrassment of a general silence and the sense that all eyes were fastened upon him.

Barrow whispered to Tracy: "The old man's been waiting for that.

He wouldn't have missed that chance for anything." "It's a brutal business," said Tracy.

Then he said to himself, purposing to set the thought down in his diary later: "Well, here in this very house is a republic where all are free and equal, if men are free and equal anywhere in the earth, therefore I have arrived at the place I started to find, and I am a man among men, and on the strictest equality possible to men, no doubt.

Yet here on the threshold I find an inequality.