"'Tis like fightin' with beasts at Ephesus," he said.
"Do you want to hold them in ?" "I do, and I don't.

I've got to try, anyway.

Sometimes I tell mysel' 'tis putting a hand to the plough and turning back; and then I reckon I'll go on.

But when the time comes I can't.

I'm afeard, I tell 'ee." He paused.