"I'm having a real bully time in a nickle-plated public school with the English aristocracy crawling round like ants on a side-walk." The words poured out in a single breath. "Guess I can't help enjoying myself."
"D'you get on well with the other fellows?"
"Would you get on well in the middle of a flock of sheep?"
Loring shook his head with a gesture of despair.
"You know, you're not giving yourself a fair chance," he told him. "What's the point of going through life with your hand against every man?"
"And every man's hand against me."
"I dare say. Whose fault is it, you silly ass?"
O'Rane laughed ironically.
"Mine without a doubt."
Loring tried a fresh cast.