"Without combustibles — as I told you."
"I should think so!" exclaimed his brother. "You are the coolest, toughest, most stubborn and unimpressible piece of sensibility, that ever lived in a garret and deserved to live — somewhere else."
"Doubtful strain of commendation," said Winthrop. "What has brought you to Mannahatta?"
"But Winthrop, this is a new fancy of yours?"
"No, not very."
"How long since?"
"Since what?"
"Since you gave up all the good things of this life?"
"A man can only give up what he has," said Winthrop. "Those I delivered into your hands some ten minutes ago."
"But tea and coffee — You used to drink them?"