And before very long his ideas of honor, which he had sense enough to drop when sober, began to come into his eyes again, and to stir him up to mischief.

Hence it was that he followed Firm, who was riding home well satisfied, and appeased his honor by shooting in cold blood, and justice by being shot anyhow.
It was beautiful, through all this trying time, to watch Uncle Sam's proceedings: he appeared so delightfully calm and almost careless whenever he was looked at.

And then he was ashamed of himself perpetually, if any one went on with it.

Nobody tried to observe him, of course, or remark upon any of his doings, and for this he would become so grateful that he would long to tell all his thoughts, and then stop.
This must have been a great worry to him, seeing how open his manner was; and whenever he wanted to hide any thing, he informed us of that intention.

So that we exhorted Firm every day to come round and restore us to our usual state.