"The finest."
"Now as man to man, I'm going to tell you the truth."
"The whole truth?"
"Solemn truth."
"Tell on."
"You can't hit it."
"Why not?"
"Tom, it's too—too far away!"
The two shook hands solemnly and impressively.
"Can't hit it—too far away," said Kelly, with the pool-ball clutched tight. "Too far away, eh?"