You see," he added, the color reaching his face,
"it struck me while I was ridin' over here that I wasn't goin' to be
exactly tickled over leavin'. It's been seemin' like home to me
for--well, for a longer time than I would have admitted three days ago,
when I had that talk with you. Or, rather," he corrected, with a
smile, "when you had that talk with me. There's a difference, ain't
there? Anyways, there's a lot of things that I wouldn't have admitted
three days ago. But I've got sense now--I've got a new viewpoint. An'
somehow, what I'm goin' to tell you don't seem to come hard. Because
it's the truth, I reckon. I've knowed it right along, but kept holdin'
it back.
"Dade had me sized up right. He said I was a false alarm; that I'd
been thinkin' of myself too much; that I'd forgot that there was other
people in the world. He was right; I'd forgot that other people had
feelings. But if he hadn't told me that them was your views I'd have
salivated him. But I couldn't blame him for repeatin' things you'd
said, because about that time I'd begun to do some thinkin' myself.
"In the first place, I found that I wasn't a whole lot proud of myself
for guzzlin' your grandad, but I'd made a mistake an' I wasn't goin' to
give you a chance to crow over me. I expect there's a lot of people do
that, but they're on the wrong trail--it don't bring no peace to a
man's mind.
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