Bother Sawyer, anyway.
He's not troubling me any." "That's all right," replied Roy, as he got up from the window-seat, "but when you wake up some fine morning and find yourself bathed in your own life's blood you'll wish you'd listened to me." "I can't help listening to you.

You talk all the time.

Besides, I shouldn't call it a fine morning if I woke up dead.

I--I'd think it was a very disagreeable day! Are you coming, Steve ?" "I suppose so," replied Steve with a groan.

"I wish practice was in Halifax, though.