It's all a game; it don't make any difference what you bet on.

Business is business, and a business man takes his risks with his eyes open." "Ah, but the glory!" Fulkerson insinuated with impudent persiflage.

"I hadn't got to the glory yet, because it's hard to estimate it; but put the glory at the lowest figure, Mr.Dryfoos, and add it to the twenty-five thousand, and you've got an annual income from 'Every Other Week' of dollars enough to construct a silver railroad, double-track, from this office to the moon.

I don't mention any of the sister planets because I like to keep within bounds." Dryfoos showed his lower teeth for pleasure in Fulkerson's fooling, and said, "That's what I like about you, Mr.Fulkerson--you always keep within bounds." "Well, I ain't a shrinking Boston violet, like March, here.

More sunflower in my style of diffidence; but I am modest, I don't deny it," said Fulkerson.