But this relief was taken away from me as soon as I understood that I had to keep with them, and do my best somehow to separate them.

Of course, I must get Gertie back to her people some time, and till that's done it's no good thinking about anything else.
"After a while, however--I think it was just before I got into trouble with the police--I began to see that I was a conceited ass for hating the Major so much.

It was absurd for me, I said, to put on airs, when the difference between him and me was just that he had been brought up in one way and I in another.

I hated the things he did and said, not because they were wrong, but because they were what I called 'bad form.' That was really the whole thing.

Then I saw a lot more, and it made me feel miserable.