"Madam may discontinue the thought of my boyhood; I am older than she.

But if you ask me what I would do with a woman if I followed her, or if she followed me, then I shall tell you.

If I owned this place and all in it, I would tear down every picture from these walls, every silken cover from yonder couches! I would rip out these walls and put back the ones that once were here! You, Madam, should be taken out of luxury and daintiness--" "Go on!" She clapped her hands, for the first time kindling, and dropping her annoying air of patronizing me.

"Go on! I like you now.
Tell me what Americans do with women that they love! I have heard they are savages." "A house of logs far out in the countries that I know would do for you, Madam!" I went on hotly.

"You should forget the touch of silk and lace.
No neighbor you should know until I was willing.