Those plunderers will not be as squeamish as I....

Strange, now! From Armenian reminiscences I should have fancied myself as free from such tender weakness as any of my Canaanite-slaying ancestors....

And yet by some mere spirit of contradiction, I couldn't kill that fellow, exactly because he asked me to do it....

There is more in that than will fit into the great inverted pyramid of "I am I.".

Never mind, let me get the dog's lessons by heart first.