"You're
a gentleman," said Anthony, decidedly. "I've heard of these young
bloods spending $24 a dozen for soap, and going over the hundred mark for
clothes. You've got as much money to waste as any of 'em, and yet you stick to
what's decent and moderate. Now I use the old Eureka--not only for sentiment,
but it's the purest soap made. Whenever you pay more than 10 cents a cake for
soap you buy bad perfumes and labels. But 50 cents is doing very well for a
young man in young generation, position and condition. As I said, you're a
gentleman. They say it takes three generations to make one. They're off.
Money'll do it as slick as soap grease. It's made you one. By hokey! it's
almost made one of me. I'm nearly as impolite and disagreeable and ill-mannered
as these two old Knickerbocker gents on each side of me that can't sleep of
nights because I bought in between 'em."
"There
are some things that money can't accomplish," remar...