Jimmy Valentine looked into her eyes, forgetting at once what he was. He became another man. - O. Henry

Well, little old Noisyville-on-the Subway is good enough for me.

It would seem that the story is ended, instead of begun; that the close of a tragedy and the climax of a romance have covered the ground of interest; but, to the more curious reader it shall be some slight instruction to trace the close threads that underlie the ingenuous web of circumstances.

little more than a whimpering oyster led to be devoured on the sands of a Southern sea by the artful walrus, Circumstance, and the implacable carpenter, Fate.