You're different to-day.

I remember how you used to be moody an' lose your temper an' talk wild.

Never was much afraid of you then.

But now you're gettin' cool an' quiet, an' you think deep, an' I don't like the light in your eye.

It reminds me of your father." "I wonder what Dad would say to me to-day if he were alive and here," said Duane.
"What do you think?
What could you expect of a man who never wore a glove on his right hand for twenty years ?" "Well, he'd hardly have said much.