It's a dirty little life!" "Well," she remarked after a moment's pause, "you have surprised me very much.

At any rate you are rich enough now to have no more to do with it." He kicked a fir cone savagely away.
"If I could," he said, "I would shut up my office to-morrow, sell out, and live upon a farm.

But I've got to keep what I've made.

The more you succeed the more involved you become.

It's a sort of slavery." "Have you no friends ?" she asked.
"I have never," he answered, "had a friend in my life." "You have guests at any rate!" "I sent 'em away last night!" "What, the young lady in blue ?" she asked demurely.
"Yes, and the other one too.