Jed leaned forward.
"I know, Sam, I know," he said.

His friend nodded.
"I know you do, Jed," he said.

"I don't think there's anybody else knows so well.

I'm glad I've got you to talk to.

I cal'late, though," he added, with a short laugh, "if some folks knew I came here to--to talk over my private affairs they'd think I was goin' soft in the head." Jed smiled, and there was no resentment in the smile.
"They'd locate the softness in t'other head of the two, Sam," he suggested.
"I don't care where they locate it.