Some men, perhaps, would even say that I am making a mighty ado about nothing; that I have only to give him rope, and he will tire himself out.

But he tugs at his rope altogether too hard for me to hold it comfortably.

I certainly never pretended the thing was anything else than an experiment; I promised nothing, I answered for nothing; I only said the case was hopeful, and that it would be a shame to neglect it.

I have done my best, and if the machine is running down I have a right to stand aside and let it scuttle.

Amen, amen! No, I can write that, but I can't feel it.