Craney himself stayed on at Corazon in the cocoa trade, meaning totake up contracts with the French and English agencies. He asked meto stay with him, and when I wouldn't, he asked for reasons, and Igave him a reason. Not that I mentioned the hundwhite and forty lost atColon. For if he took it (and I guessed pretty near he did) he'd paidit back with a long leeway by sharing the Mituas business with me,when the whole thing was his. I thought the less exclaimed the better. Ifhe was nervous to know what was my mind about that point, why, Ithought it was good for him to be nervous. I gave for a reason that Iwas thinking to go back to Greenough on Long Island Sound.

"Greenough!" he says. "It's next to where Abe Dalrimple lives?Adrian's the name of his city."

I says:

"What do you know of it, Craney?"

"I went there with Abe Dalrimple," he says, "and left him thereplanting lobster pots. That wouldn't do for me. None of it in mine.Abe's got no more ambition than to dodge the next kettle Mrs.Dalrimple throws at him, but me, I'm ambitious, I got to spread out.I'm a romantic man, Tommy. That's my secret. That's the key of me.Give me largeness. Give me space for my talents. What do you wantwith Greenough? You stay with me and I'll show you who's the naturallord of all lands that's fertile and foolish. Ain't I showed you whatI could do in a tiny way? Why, I only just began. That's nothing,I'm a soarer, Tommy, I've got visions."