"I got you into this counting business. I don't really think there is anything in it, but if there was, I should feel guilty all the rest of my life. I don't want to have your marital unhappiness to consider, the way I expect to consider Ruth's."
"Mr. Chambers came back, didn't he?"
"I told you he would. They are on the porch now, having a pow-wow. Mother was so rejoiced over the prodigal's return that it was pitiful."
"Peggy, don't you wish that Ruth had just happened to fancy my Buddy, and to have married him instead?"
"Goodness, yes. Anybody. That doesn't sound very flattering. You know I would have adored it, but that's too great a piece of luck even to contemplate. I'd rather she'd marry—Bill Dean than Piggy Chambers.
"I do not like you, Doctor Fell (Chambers) The reason why I cannot tell, But this alone I know full well, I do not like you, Doctor Fell (Chambers)."
"It would be nice to have lots of money," Elizabeth said, "and to have chauffeurs, and butlers, and tall, elegant footmen in green livery, and estates and things."
"Oh, yes, it would, if you didn't have to take any incumbrances with them. If you had to be handcuffed to a fat man, in addition, that would be something else again."
"Life is very bewildering. Don't you think so, Peggy?"
"It doesn't bewilder me. It disgusts me sometimes. All these mixups could be avoided, if people only wouldn't be short-sighted."