I only ask you, so long as you are in it, to mind your own business." "I can't.

I haven't any business." No one could be more exasperating than the guileless Louis.

Tyson darted another glance at him that was quite fiendish in its ferocity, and flung himself on the sofa.

Sprawling there with his hands in his pockets, he remarked with freezing politeness, "I don't say much, Stanistreet, but I think a damned deal." "My dear Orlando Furioso, surely a harmless jest--" "So you think it funny, do you, to tell these people that my father was a tailor?
It wouldn't be funny if it was false; but as it happens to be true, it's simply stupid." "I never said your father was a tailor." "Don't trouble yourself to lie about it.

He _was_ a tailor.