North Poling, as I call it, must be a man's natural bent; otherwise you kill the best that's in him." "Heaven on earth, will you look! A policeman is arguing with him." Hewitt shook with laughter.
"But I bought him out," protested Fitzgerald.

"There's no law to prevent me selling these." "Oh, I'm wise.

We want no horse-play on this corner; no joyful college stunts," roughly.
Fitzgerald saw that frankness must be his card, so he played it.

"Look here, do you see those two gentlemen in the window there ?" "The club ?" "Yes.

I made a wager that I could sell one of these statues in half an hour.