"That's all you are!" This was intended to be scornful.

Merton meant that on the screen it would be recognized as this and nothing more.

It could not be taken for the mansion of a rich banker, or the country home of a Wall Street magnate.

He felt that he had been keen in his dispraise, especially as old Gashwiler would never get the sting of it.

Clod! Three blocks brought him to the heart of the town, still throbbing faintly.