“Oh, he’s anybody’s fool. Do what you like with him. You’ve got him pulverized already. I’d crack his skull now, out of pure jealousy, if he had brains enough in it to rattle.”
“Don’t you think he’d make a good socialist?”
“That depends on how far you could bleed him for funds.”
“Steve, you’re as cold-blooded as a shark.”
“I admit it; in everything but my admiration for you. But I don’t care to have you setting up friendly relations with such people as this preacher and the crowd that was here to see you to-day. It won’t do any good, and may do a good deal of harm.”
“Do you propose to control my social conduct?”
“I’ve been your friend, haven’t I?”
“That’s very true.”
“And I’ve landed a good job for you?”