Outside of these arbitrary boundaries, nobody who made any pretense to respectability should buy a house.

The remainder of the city, was for the vulgar--craftsmen, petty shopkeepers, salaried men, and the shabby-genteel.

He insisted that a wealthy man, making an entrance upon New York life, should be careful to locate himself somewhere upon the charmed territory which he defined.

He felt in duty bound to say this to Mr.Belcher, as he was a stranger; and Mr.Belcher was, of course, grateful for the information.
Then he armed Mr.Talbot, as Mr.Belcher's city friend and helper, with a bundle of permits, with which they set off upon their quest.
They visited a dozen houses in the course of the afternoon, carefully chosen in their succession by Mr.Talbot, who was as sure of Mr.
Belcher's tastes as he was of his own.

One street was too quiet, one was too dark; one house was too small, and one was too tame; one house had no stable, another had too small a stable.