However, as he walked and talked with Gray, the thought of murder made him shudder, and he made an earnest effort to persuade the Inhabitant to give up his criminal thoughts.

But it is the misfortune of people like George Gray that the romance in their composition will get into their lives.

They have not mental discipline enough to make the distinction between the world of sentiment and the world of action, in which inflexible conditions modify the purpose.
"Ef I hev to hang fer it I'll hang, but I'm goin' to be her gardeen angel." "I didn't know that guardian angels carried pistols," said Albert, trying to laugh the half-crazed fellow out of a conceit from which he could not drive him by argument.
"Looky hyer, Mr.Charlton," said Gray, coloring, "I thought you was a gentleman, and wouldn' stoop to make no sech a remark.

Ef you're goin' to talk that-a-way, you and me don't travel no furder on the same trail.

The road forks right here, mister." "Oh! I hope not, my dear friend.