In a commercial transaction there must be no sentiment; financial credit must be guarded as a sacred honor.

Every debt must be paid; every cent due must be extracted.

It might cause distress, but distress was an inheritance of life.
To this talk the young man listened vaguely; he said neither yes nor no, and his silence was taken for close attention.
When they arrived at the station, Witherspoon got out of the buggy and with Henry walked up and down the concrete floor along the iron fence.
It was here that the stranger had wonderingly gazed at the crowd as he held up young Henry's chain.
"Are you going through New Orleans ?" "Yes; will be there one day." "You are pretty well acquainted in that town, I suppose." "With the streets," Henry answered.
"I wish I could go with you, but I can't.

Next year perhaps I can get away oftener." "Yes, if you have cause to place confidence in me." "I have the confidence now; all that remains for you to do is to become acquainted with the details of your new position." "And there the trouble may lie." "You underrate yourself.

A man who can pick up an education can with a teacher learn to do almost anything." "But when I was a boy there was a pleasure in a lesson because I felt that I was stealing it." The merchant laughed and drew Henry closer to him.