I guess society has landed you a few while I was boosting you over the outworks.

Don't play that old con game on me! You tried to get her and you couldn't.

Now I come along and offer to put you next and you yell about your hurt feelings! Oh, splash! There's another lady, that's all." "Let it go at that, then," said Plank, reddening.
"But I tell you--" "Drop it!" snapped Plank.
"Oh, very well! if you're going to take it that way again--" "I am.

Cut it! And now let me ask you a question: Where were you going when I met you ?" "What do you want to know for ?" asked Mortimer sullenly.
"Why, I'll tell you, Leroy.

If you have any idea of identifying yourself with Quarrier's people, of seeking him at this juncture with the expectation of investing any money in his schemes, you had better not do so." "Investing!" sneered Mortimer.