'Allow me to put these back in their places,' I said.

'I shall never have need for them more--never more, never more, never more!' 'So you 've learned everything they contain ?' asked Striker, leering over his spectacles.
'Better late than never.' 'I 've learned nothing that you can teach me,' I cried.

'But I shall tax your patience no longer.

I 'm going to be a sculptor.

I 'm going to Rome.