Goin' to reform me! I reckon if I was an angel I'd have to have a recommendation from the Lord before you'd agree that I'd reformed.

You couldn't be pried loose from that coin with a crow-bar!" He turned from her, baffled, for it was apparent from the expression of mirth deep in her eyes that his attack had made no impression on her.
Calumet went to the stable and threw a bridle on Blackleg.

While he was placing the saddle on the animal he hesitated and stood regarding it with indecision.

He had intended to refuse to accept Betty's orders in the future; had decided that he would do no more work on the buildings.

But he was not the Calumet of old, who did things to suit himself, in defiance to the opinions and wishes of other people.