"Trying to the other men, until I got my bearings and lost the silliest of the silly ideas put in my head by college and that sort of thing.

To my thinkin' these pleasure colernies is bad things; they settles as senseless as a swarm of bees, just because their leader's lit there first; and when they've buzzed themselves out and moved on, like as not some sillies as has come gapin' too close is bit fatal or poisoned for life.