He was just taken up and put down by them over him as if he was a piece on a checker-board.

He lost his good opinion of himself when he saw others didn't set any more by him than to shove him off or on the board as it suited their play.

He began to think maybe he wa'n't a man, and then he began to act as if he wasn't a man.

And he was ashamed of his life because he couldn't support me and Amabel, ashamed of his life because he had to live on my little earnin's.

He was ashamed to look me in the face, and ashamed to look his own child in the face.