It's been a bad day for clothes." "A man doesn't fight any worse because he's particular about his uniform, does he ?" asked St.Clair.
"You don't.

That's certain, old fellow," said Langdon, clapping him on the back.

"And just think how much worse it might have been.

Those bullets, instead of merely going through your coat sleeve, might have gone through your arm also, shattering every bone in it.

Now, Harry, you ride with Old Jack.