Once I thought I was a pretty clever hand at that sort of thing, but now I'm mixer-up, and have lost considerable confidence.
"I kept changing my mind again and again.

When he'd tell some of the most astonishing stories of the strange lands he'd roved through, I'd begin to say to myself that he must surely be just lying.

Then the fellow'd mention some little happening that he'd describe so vividly, would you believe it, I felt the tears in my eyes, for it would be sort of pathetic.

So during that whole hour I sat there and changed my mind every ten minutes, now blowing hot, and again cold.

I came away in as muddled a state as I went there.