"I didn't know you were such a Christian."
"Nothin' o' the sort."
"What's this but—"
"Why, it's just—just my little scheme."
"You're no fool. You know as well as I do you've got the devil's own job in hand."
"Somebody's got to go," he repeated doggedly.
"Look here," said the Colonel, "you haven't impressed me as being tired of life."
"Tired of life!" The young eyes flashed in that weird aureole of long wolf-hair. "Tired of life! Well, I should just pretty nearly think I wasn't."
"H'm! Then if it isn't Christianity, it must be because you're young."
"Golly, man! it's because I'm hungry—HUNGRY! Great Jehosaphat! I could eat an ox!"