One can't make a particular name for one's self by doing what a lot of cleverer men have already done, and what a lot of idle idiots are imitating." She raised her violet eyes, astonished: "Do _you_ want to make a name for yourself ?" "Yes," he said, reddening.
"Why not?
I'm a nobody.

I'm worse; I'm an amateur! You ought to hear what Duane has to say about amateurs!" "But, Scott, you don't have to be anything in particular except what you are----" "What am I ?" he demanded.
"Why--yourself." "And what's that ?" He grew redder.

"I'll tell you, Kathleen.

I'm merely a painfully wealthy young man.

Don't laugh; this is becoming deadly serious to me.