"At present we have its uncombined ingredients in the raw--noisy wealth and flippant fashion, arrogant intelligence and dowdy breeding--all excellent materials, when filtered and fused in the retort; and many of our test tubes have already precipitated pure metal besides, and our national laboratory is turning out fine alloys.

Some day we'll understand the formula, and we'll weld the entire mass; and that will be society, Mr.Plank." "In the meanwhile," repeated Plank, unsmiling, "I want to be part of the best we have.

I want to be part of the brightness of things.

I mean, that I cannot be contented with an imitation." "An imitation ?" "Of the best--of what you say is not yet society.

I ask no more than your footing among the people of this city.