I'll change my coat, and come in to supper in one minute.

Don't you fidget about me so, good Marty." Never was Stephen heard to speak discourteously or even ungently to a human being.

It would have offended his taste.

It was not a matter of principle with him,--not at all: he hardly ever thought of things in that light.

A rude or harsh word, a loud, angry tone, jarred on his every sense like a discord in music, or an inharmonious color; so he never used them.