We fellows never hesitated to show how we felt.

We would jibe one another, laugh at a fellow to his chagrin, and when we were angry bawl each other out unmercifully.

For a fellow to smile when he was angry and not let the other fellow know it, was a trick we had not learned.

That a bloodthirsty, cruel capitalist should be such a graceful fellow was a shock to me.

I saw from the start that the communist picture of a capitalist as a bristling, snorting hog was the farthest thing from the truth.