"Call me whatever you please, Simmy; I'll not resent it.

Hang it all, I'll let you kick me if you want to.

Wouldn't you like to, Simmy ?" "Lord love you, no, my boy," cried the other, reaching out and laying a hand on George's shoulder.

"See here, George, there's a great deal more to you than you suspect.

You've got everything that a man ought to have except one thing, and you can get that if you make up your mind to go after it." "What's that ?" said George, vaguely interested.
"Independence," said Simmy.