Nor will he utter a groan or even wince.

And all his people will applaud him and call him brave." Grosvenor shuddered.

He did not see the lurking gleam of humor in the eye of Tayoga.
"I don't need to pretend for the sake of practice that I am starving," he said.

"I'm starving in fact and I do it without the need of applause." "But Black Rifle was enjoying himself greatly," continued the Onondaga, "and we can rejoice in the joys of a friend.

If we have not a thing ourselves it is pleasant to know that somebody else had it.
He used his opportunities to the utmost.