The most buoyant exclamations leap up in my heart, but they come out of my mouth quite different.

You should hear me say, 'Buck up, old cock!' It would bring tears to your eyes." "It does," said Syme; "but I cannot help thinking that apart from all that you are really a bit worried." The Professor started a little and looked at him steadily.
"You are a very clever fellow," he said, "it is a pleasure to work with you.

Yes, I have rather a heavy cloud in my head.

There is a great problem to face," and he sank his bald brow in his two hands.
Then he said in a low voice-- "Can you play the piano ?" "Yes," said Syme in simple wonder, "I'm supposed to have a good touch." Then, as the other did not speak, he added-- "I trust the great cloud is lifted." After a long silence, the Professor said out of the cavernous shadow of his hands-- "It would have done just as well if you could work a typewriter." "Thank you," said Syme, "you flatter me." "Listen to me," said the other, "and remember whom we have to see tomorrow.

You and I are going tomorrow to attempt something which is very much more dangerous than trying to steal the Crown Jewels out of the Tower.