Now you have it, my friend.

I'm a pretty bad one, eh ?" "No, siree! I'd say it speaks mighty well for you," he cried enthusiastically.

His whimsical smile returned and the points of his little moustache went up once more.

"Just think of waiting for a golden wedding anniversary with a duffer like me! By Jove, I can see the horror of that myself.

You just couldn't do it.