He's head and shoulders above the ruck of black-and-white artists.
I advertised myself, and made the ruck get out of my way, as I told you before.
But it's different for you and me, Jimmy Grierson, because we're not in the ruck.
Why, how are you to get out of this ruck now, when it begins to move?
And—I was under the impression that you married me because you found me different ...