"Yes."
"Why don't you?"
"For a variety of reasons, satisfactory to my own mind."
"And have you abjured butter too?"
"I am sorry, Will," said Winthrop smiling a little, — "I will try to have some butter for you to-morrow."
"Don't you eat it in ordinary?"
"Always, when I can get it. What has brought you to
Mannahatta?"
"What do you think?"
"Some rash scheme or resolution."
"Why?"