My wardrobe and house are at your service.

Don't hurry me!" Mannering smiled.
"Go on!" he said.
"The men who count in this world," Borrowdean declared, calmly lighting a cigarette, "are either thinkers of great thoughts or doers of great deeds.

To the former belong the poets and the sentimentalists; to the latter the statesmen and the soldiers." "What have I done," Mannering murmured, "that I should be sent back to kindergarten?
Platitudes such as this bore me.

Let me catch my train." "In a moment.

To all my arguments and appeals, to all my entreaties to you to realize yourself, to do your duty to us, to history and to posterity, you have replied in one manner only.