He would take his place here and show what was in him.
He had forgotten how gay the city life was.

Every place of public resort pleased him: theatres, hotels, beer-gardens; but best of all the streets.

He took them all in with absolute freedom and delight.
Business was the watchword, the trade-mark.

It buzzed everywhere, from the Battery to the Park.

It thronged the streets, pulsating through the outlets and inlets at ferries and railway-stations and crossings, and through the great buildings that were already beginning to tower in the business sections.