_Now_ you shall do your worst and fail.

I'm the hunter now, not the hunted." I was conscious of nothing but this quite childish preoccupation with myself.

I was, nevertheless, pleased with myself.

"There, you see," some one near me seemed to say, "he's not quite so unpractical after all.

He's full of common sense." I looked at the row of sanitars squatting on the ground, and felt like a schoolmaster with his children.
"You'd better go home then," I said scornfully.