You forget how I have worked for you, Dick.

I took great chances in forcing an acquaintance with those frosty English people at Florence just because you were crazy about the scrawny blonde who wore the frightful hats.

I wash my hands of you hereafter.

Your taste in girls is horrible." "Your mind has been affected by reading these fake-kingdom romances, where a ridiculous prince gives up home and mother and his country to marry the usual beautiful American girl who travels about having silly adventures.

I belong to the Know-nothing Party--America for Americans and only white men on guard!" "Yes, Richard! Your sentiments are worthy, but they'd have more weight if I hadn't seen you staring your eyes out every time we came within a mile of a penny princess.