"With a face like yours--look at the brow, look at the intellect, the intellect." I was flattered.

"Come here, wife," he called through the door.

"Come here and look at the intellect." The wife, who was a barefooted, freckle-faced woman, came out on the porch and, smiling sweetly, sized up my intellect.

I made up my mind that here were the two smartest people in America.

For they saw I was bulging with intellect.