I am only a farm bailiff, it is true; but I am not poor, nevertheless.
I have been very fortunate this year--you would be astonished to know how I have thriven.

I tell you the honest truth when I say I could squander away as many as a dozen feasts like this and never care _that_ for the expense!" and I snapped my fingers.

I could see myself rise a foot at a time in Marco's estimation, and when I fetched out those last words I was become a very tower for style and altitude.

"So you see, you must let me have my way.

You can't contribute a cent to this orgy, that's _settled_." "It's grand and good of you--" "No, it isn't.