That alone would have been enough.
But I've seen Fulton market, too, and the Grand street
stalls, and Washington Square, and Central Park, and Lady
Duff-Gordon's inner showroom, and the Night Court, and the
Grand Central subway horror at six p. m., and the gambling
on the Curb, and the bench sleepers in Madison Square-- Oh,
Clancy, the misery----"
"Heh, wait a minute! All this, alone?"
"Yes. And one more thing. I've landed Horn & Udell, which
means nothing to you, but to me it means that by Spring my
department will be a credit to its stepmother; a real
success."
"I knew it would be a success. So did you. Anything you
might attempt would be successful. You'd have made a
successful lawyer, or cook, or actress, or hydraulic
engineer, because you couldn't do a thing badly. It
isn't in you. You're a superlative sort of person. But
that's no reason for being any of those things. If you
won't admit a debt to humanity, surely you'll acknowledge
you've an obligation to yourself."
"Preaching again. Good-by."
"Fanny, you're afraid to see me.
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