I love this old world just as well as any man that ever lived in it, and I'm not a bit pleased over leaving it--any more than you are.

But I can't see where I could better matters by letting myself get wobbly in the knees.

I'm sorry I didn't make a bigger fight to keep my guns, though.

I'd like to have perforated a few more of our most worthy Committee before I quit; our friend Shorty, for instance," he stipulated wickedly and clearly, "and the Captain." If he were deliberately trying to goad Shorty to further profanity, the result should have satisfied him.

The huge shadow of Shorty moving back and forth upon the front wall of the tent, became violently agitated and developed a gigantic arm that waved threateningly over the ridge pole.