I never make that kind of mistakes.

I know because I just know." Roscoe laughed again and looked rather dubiously at the light in the distance.

Then he shook his head, unconvinced.
"We've been winding in and out along the edge of this woods," said Tom, "so that you're kind of mixed up, that's all.

It's always those little turns that throw people out, just like it's a choppy sea that upsets a boat; it ain't the big waves.

I used to get rattled like that myself, but I don't any more." Roscoe drew his lips tight and shook his head skeptically.