Surely the old man must be dead b now, though he _was_ tough.

Well, the fact of the matter is, I've got a good berth, and I'm a precious sight too lazy to go on the private detective job.

Here's this girl Clem, the finest bit of flesh I've seen for a long time; I've more than half a mind to see if she won't be fool enough to marry me.

I'm not a bad-looking fellow, that's the truth, and she may have taken a real liking to me.

Seems to me that I should have come in for a Comfortable thing in my old age; if I haven't a daughter to provide for my needs, at all events I shall have a wife who can be persuaded into doing so.