And you think you can be a man of business and a poet at the same time?
No go, my boy.

If you take up business, you drop poetising.

Those two horses never yet pulled at the same shaft, and never will." Mr.Woodstock pondered for a few moments.

He thrust out his great legs with feet crossed on the fender, and with his hands jingled coin in his trouser-pockets.
"I tell you what," he suddenly began.

"There's only one thing I know of at present that you're likely to be able to do.