He seems broader, fiercer, more truculent, more powerful, more sure of himself than the rest. They respect his superior strength--the grudging respect of fear. Then, too, he represents to them a self-expression, the very last word in what they are, their most highly developed individual. VOICES--Gif me trink dere, you 'Ave a wet Salute Gesundheit Skoal Drunk as a lord, God stiffen you Here's how Luck Pass back that bottle, damn you Pourin' it down his neck Ho, Froggy Where the devil have you been? La Touraine. I hit him smash in yaw, py Gott Jenkins--the First--he's a rotten...
He seems broader, fiercer, more truculent, more powerful, more sure of himself than the rest. They respect his superior strength--the grudging respect...
