I never drove a crooked bargain in my life." Paul rose and walked a step or two.
"You're a better man than I am, Bill." Barney Bill rose too, rheumatically, and laid both hands on the young man's shoulders.

"Have you ever been false to what you really believed to be true ?" "Not essentially," said Paul.
"Then it's all right, sonny," said the old man very earnestly, his bent, ill-clad figure, his old face wizened by years of exposure to suns and frosts, contrasting oddly with the young favourite of fortune.
"It's all right.

Your father believed in one thing.

I believe in another.

You believe in something else.