Otherwise, I'll go back to camp and stay there, and you can look after yourself." "Be calm! Be calm!" Jack pushed back his mop of hair and grinned derisively.

"You should worry about any lovemaking from me.

Take the bunch out at the beach, or at a dance, and I can rattle off the sentimental patter to beat the band.

But it doesn't seem to fit in up here--unless a fellow meant it honest-to-goodness.

And I ain't going to mean it, my dear girl.