It's a way I have in difficult situations." Grant's expression as he looked at him was a mingling of admiration, fear and scorn.

"You are full of those petty tricks," said he.
"Why petty?
Is it petty to meet the requirements of a situation?
The situation was petty--the trick had to be.

Besides, I tell you, it wasn't a trick.

If I hadn't given my nerves an outlet I might have balked or bolted myself.

I didn't want to have to think any more than she." "You mustn't say those things to me," objected his friend.
"Why not?
What do I care what you or any one else thinks of ME?
And what could you do except simply think?
Old pal, you ought to learn not to judge me by the rules of your little puddle.