If I'd hitched on a lot of freight cars loaded with stuff that wouldn't have told in Exams, I never could have been in on time." Peter shook his head rather sadly.

"You outclass me in brains, Watts, as much as you do in other things" "Nonsense," said Watts.

"I haven't one quarter of your head.

But my ancestors--here's to the old coves--have been brain-culturing for three hundred years, while yours have been land-culturing; and of course my brain moves quicker and easier than yours.

I take to a book, by hereditary instinct, as a duck to water, while you are like a yacht, which needs a heap of building and fitting before she can do the same.
But you'll beat me in the long run, as easily as the boat does the duck.
And the Honor's nothing." "Except, as you said, to one's"-- Peter hesitated for a moment, divided in mind by his wish to quote accurately, and his dislike of anything disrespectful, and then finished "to one's mother." "That's the last person it's needed for, chum," replied Watts.