He told me yesterday that he had always despised Englishmen.

He's seen a few with stud-horse clothes and white spats and monocles on who had gone through Kansas to shoot in the Rocky Mountains.

He couldn't understand 'em and he didn't like 'em.

"So infernally uppish," said he.
"Well, what do you think of 'em now ?" "The very best people in the world," said he.

I think he has a notion of enlisting! You're still publishing books, I hear.