"Yonder was where I roomed when I was here," he said, pointing out one of the university buildings to Eugene.
"I don't know whether George would let my admirers place a tablet to mark the spot, or not.

He owns all these buildings now, you know." "Didn't you, when you were here?
Like uncle, like nephew." "Don't tell George you think he's like me.

Just at this time we should be careful of the young gentleman's feelings." "Yes," said Eugene.

"If we weren't he mightn't let us exist at all." "I'm sure I didn't have it so badly at his age," Amberson said reflectively, as they strolled on through the commencement crowd.

"For one thing, I had brothers and sisters, and my mother didn't just sit at my feet as George's does; and I wasn't an only grandchild, either.
Father's always spoiled Georgie a lot more than he did any of his own' children." Eugene laughed.