I hope it won't be a literary one, with a fancy for running my department." "Oh, I guess whoever takes the magazine will be glad enough to keep you!" "Do you think so?
Well, perhaps.

But I don't believe Fulkerson would let me stand long between him and an Angel of the right description." "Well, then, I believe he would.

And you've never seen anything, Basil, to make you really think that Mr.Fulkerson didn't appreciate you to the utmost." "I think I came pretty near an undervaluation in that Lindau trouble.
I shall always wonder what put a backbone into Fulkerson just at that crisis.

Fulkerson doesn't strike me as the stuff of a moral hero." "At any rate, he was one," said Mrs.March, "and that's quite enough for me." March did not answer.

"What a noble thing life is, anyway! Here I am, well on the way to fifty, after twenty-five years of hard work, looking forward to the potential poor-house as confidently as I did in youth.