No, thank you; I'll take trouble as it comes, but I'm not looking for it." "I see that I shall have to go back there and start the ball myself," said Warrington, jesting.
"Why don't you?
You are not a rank outsider.

The people are proud of you." "And always will be, so long as I have sense enough to remain here in New York," dryly.

"But if I lived there ...!" "You are not always going to live in New York ?" "Not always." "You've a beautiful old home up there." "I bought that just to show the people I had the money," laughing.
"They may never forget my cabbages, but they'll forgive them." "Nevertheless, you ought to return." "Listen," said Warrington, lifting his hand.

They became silent, and presently the voice of the city came into the room.

"I'm afraid I could not live away from that.