You'd be a chump if you did.

And this is nothing out of the ordinary.

I've got my face bunged up half the time, seems like." He thumped the pillow into a different position, settled his head against it, and looked at Mason with his old, whimsical smile.

"So when you talk about that foreman job, and depending on me, you're--plumb delirious.

I was going to write and tell you so, but I kept putting it off.