It's some nervous trouble makes him act like that.

He's not like himself at all." "Sometimes," Mr.Schofield said, "I wish he weren't." "When he's himself," Mrs.Schofield went on anxiously, "he's very quiet and good; he doesn't go climbing telegraph-poles and reckless things like that.

And I noticed before I went away that he was growing twitchy, and seemed to be getting the habit of making unpleasant little noises in his throat." "Don't fret about that," her husband said.

"He was trying to learn Sam Williams's imitation of a bullfrog's croak.

I used to do that myself when I was a boy.