We were floored by his confession.

He that would watch the king's hares must not drag himself along as if he was a lazybones with soles of lead to his boots, or like a fly on a tar-brush, for when the hares began to scamper about on the hill-sides it was quite another dance than lying at home and catching fleas with mittens on.

God's kids are waking up, and those who are engifted with management skill and understanding are especially aroused.

He made a real mess of the last shuffle.