It seems to me that the sooner we--we--" "Get it over the better, hey?
Well, maybe you're right.

It's an odd business for an old salt like me to be mixed up in, that's a fact.

If it hadn't been so odd, if I hadn't thought there must be some reason, some partic'lar reason, I--well, I guess I'd have stayed to home where I belong.

You mustn't think," he added, seriously, "that I don't realize I'm as out of place amongst you and your rich friends as a live fish in a barrel of sawdust.

That's all right; you needn't trouble to say no.
But you must understand that, realizin' it, I'm not exactly imposin' myself on you for pleasure or--well, from choice.