He could only confirm some of our ideas.

That's the sort of a man he is.

A fine subordinate, but with no genius for anything else except to obey orders.

I was the only one of the nine, with brains, who could win any foothold there.

And now I'm throwing away all I gained, because one girl happens to be too much of a child (or of a saint) for me to lie to! I've reason to be proud of myself, haven't I ?" "Who are you ?" she asked, dully bewildered under his fierce tirade of self-contempt.