The way these breakfast millionaires lorded and landaued it highly amused him.

Who were they, anyhow?
Coal-heavers, hod-carriers, stock-speculators, riffraff, who possessed an ounce of brains and a pound of luck.

Why, they didn't even know how to spend their money when they got it.

But what could be expected of people who put iron dogs and wooden deers on their front lawns?
But the Benningtons, the Haldenes, and the Winterflelds, and the Parkers,--they had something to brag about.

They were Bunker Hillers, they were; they had always had money and social position.