That's the way any decent person would feel--and act--if such a thing happened--even if they hailed from South Denboro." He pushed back his chair and stood up.

She continued to look him over, much as if she were taking a mental inventory of his character, or revising an old one.
"I hope," she said, lightly, but with deliberation, "our little argument and--er--slight disagreement concerning--er--duty will not make us enemies, Captain Warren." "Enemies! Land sakes, no! I respect anybody's havin' opinions and not bein' afraid to give 'em.

And I think I can understand some of how you feel.

Maybe if I was anchored here on Fifth Avenue, same as you are, instead of bein' blown in by an unexpected no'theaster, I'd be feelin' the same way.

It's all accordin', as I've said so often.