"You said you'd send him to the machine-shop with me if he didn't propose to Miss Vertrees.

So I suppose that must be your plan for me.

But--" "But what ?" said Sheridan, irritably, as the son paused.
"Isn't there somebody you'd let ME propose to ?" That brought his father sharply round to face him.

"You beat the devil! Bibbs, what IS the matter with you?
Why can't you be like anybody else ?" "Liver, maybe," said Bibbs, gently.
"Boh! Even ole Doc Gurney says there's nothin' wrong with you organically.No.

You're a dreamer, Bibbs; that's what's the matter, and that's ALL the matter.