Mrs.Owen saw the check-book--looked at it over her glasses, apparently without emotion.
"I'm not going to sell those shares, Morton; not to you or anybody else." "But as a matter of maintaining my own dignity--" "Your own dignity is something I want to speak to you about, Morton.
I've been watching you ever since you married Hallie, and wondering just where you'd bump.

You and Edward Thatcher have been pretty thick and you've had a lot of fun out of politics.

This row you've got into with him was bound to come.

I know Edward better--just a little better than I know you.

He's not a beautiful character, but he's not as bad as they make out.