But I have a little son to consider now, as well as Ronnie.

I _did_ think him selfish, and I _do_." "My dear angel," said Dr.Dick, "we are all selfish, every mother's son of us; and it is you blessed women who make us so." She looked at him, with softening eyes.

"_You_ are not selfish, Dick," she said.
"I am," he answered; "and a long chalk worse than Ronnie.

I combine ambition with my selfishness.

I jolly well mean to get to the top of the tree, and I don't care how I get there.