He does not remember that the battle is not always to the strong or the race to the swift, he who is young and rich and handsome, a spoiled child from the first.

I am sorry, but what I cannot help I must put up with.

If I cannot have my mealies cooked, I must eat them green.

Also, Allan, have you never heard that jealousy sometimes makes people rude and unjust ?" and he looked at me meaningly.
I made no answer, for when one does not quite know what to say it is often best to remain silent, and he went on: "I am vexed to hear of this foolish shooting match which has been entered into without my knowledge or consent.

If he wins he will only laugh at you the more, and if you win he will be angry." "It was not my fault, mynheer," I answered.