It was a decided novelty for him to hear the truth.
[Photo, from the play, of Mr.Ryder discussing his son with Miss Green.] "Marry Jefferson yourself."-- Act III.
"What do I care what the world says when I'm dead ?" he asked with a forced laugh.
"You do care," replied Shirley gravely.

"You may school yourself to believe that you are indifferent to the good opinion of your fellow man, but right down in your heart you do care--every man does, whether he be multi-millionaire or a sneak thief." "You class the two together, I notice," he said bitterly.
"It is often a distinction without a difference," she rejoined promptly.
He remained silent for a moment or two toying nervously with a paper knife.

Then, arrogantly, and as if anxious to impress her with his importance, he said: "Most men would be satisfied if they had accomplished what I have.
Do you realize that my wealth is so vast that I scarcely know myself what I am worth?
What my fortune will be in another fifty years staggers the imagination.

Yet I started with nothing.

I made it all myself.