Mar. Why be famous?

Peter. That's your doing. You wakened my ambitions. They're there now, ineradically fixed, and if they weren't there for myself, they would be there for you.

Mar. For me? I don't want them, Peter. Fight them down. Be humble.

Peter. I'm not built for humility.

Mar. Drop your ambition, Peter. You will feel like Christian when he lost his pack.

Peter. What do you want me to do?

Mar. There is always room for you at your old place.

Peter. Back to the mechanic's bench. In Midlandton, where everybody knows! That's humble pie with a vengeance.

Mar. A new beginning, Peter.

Peter. There's no such thing. In life, we pay.