No." "Come, Fitz; a great chance." "When you sent me to Manila I explored hell for you, but I've cooled off considerably since then.

No ice for mine, except in silver buckets." "You've made a pretty good thing out of us; something like five thousand a year and your expenses; and with the credentials we've always given you, you have been able to see the world as few men see it." "That's just the trouble.

You've spoiled me." "Well, you may take my word for it, you won't have the patience to sit down at home here and write a hundred thousand words that mean anything.

There's no reason why you can't do my work and write novels on the side.

We both know a dozen fellows who are doing it.