"If you'd lived through my years of repression in the woods you'd do the fellow credit.

As I see it, his side of this is nearly as fine as you make it.

I tell you she was utterly stricken, alone, and beautiful.

She sought his assistance.
When the end came he thought only of her.

Won't you give a young fellow in a place like Chicago some credit for that?
Can't you get through you what it means ?" Doctor Carey stood frowning in deep thought, but the lines of his face gradually changed.
"I suppose I've got to stomach him," he said.
The nurse came down the gravel path.
"Mr.Langston, Doctor Harmon asked me to call you," she said.
The Harvester arose and went to the sunshine room.
"What does he want, Molly ?" asked the doctor.
"Wants to turn over his job," chuckled the nurse.