I guess it's more of a blow to him than we realize.

He was a good deal bound up in Coonrod, though he didn't always use him very well.

Well, I reckon it's apt to happen so oftentimes; curious how cruel love can be.

Heigh?
We're an awful mixture, March!" "Yes, that's the marvel and the curse, as Browning says." "Why, that poor boy himself," pursued Fulkerson, "had streaks of the mule in him that could give odds to Beaton, and he must have tried the old man by the way he would give in to his will and hold out against his judgment.

I don't believe he ever budged a hairs-breadth from his original position about wanting to be a preacher and not wanting to be a business man.