He didn't explain--there wasn't time, and I--couldn't listen to dollar-talk then.

I've gone along all this time, just drifting and getting used to facts, and taking it for granted that everything is all right--" "Well, what's wrong?
Everything is all right, far as I know.

I can see what you're driving at--" "And I'm a pretty fair driver, too," Jean cut in calmly.

"I'll reach my destination, I think,--give me time enough." "Whatever fool notion you've got in your head, you'd better drop it," Carl told her harshly.

"There ain't anything you can do to better matters.