If I try to make a hit with the ladies it's a bingle; and it's the bench and the bush-league for muh--" "You great, overgrown kid! It's a pity people can't see you down town.
Everybody knows you're the cleverest thing south of Broad and Wall.

Look at all the boards, all the committees, all the directorates you're mixed up with! Look at all the time you give freely to others--look at all your charities, all your: civic activities, all--" "All the hell I raise!" said Cameron, very red.

"Don't forget that, Louis!" "You never did--that's the wonder and the eternal decency of you, Cameron.

You're a good citizen and a good man, and you do more for the world than we painters ever could do! That's the real truth of it; and why you so persistently try to represent yourself as a commonplace something else is beyond me--and probably beyond Stephanie Swift," he added carelessly.
They whizzed along in silence for some time, and it was only when Ashuelyn was in sight that Cameron suddenly turned and held out his hand: "Thank you, Louis; you've said some very kind things." Neville shrugged: "I hear you are financing that New Idea Home.

I tell you that's a fine conception." But Cameron only looked modest.