He's as cheerful as a bear with a sore head, but I think he likes to have me near him.' The Nilghai said something uncomplimentary about soft-headed fools who throw away their careers for other fools.

Torpenhow flushed angrily.

The constant strain of attendance on Dick had worn his nerves thin.
'There remains a third fate,' said the Keneu, thoughtfully.

'Consider this, and be not larger fools than necessary.

Dick is--or rather was--an able-bodied man of moderate attractions and a certain amount of audacity.' 'Oho!' said the Nilghai, who remembered an affair at Cairo.