CHAPTER 18Civilized
Redfield seemed to pull himself together. He sat up, felt in his pockets, and got out matches and his cigarette case. By the time he had lighted a cigarette his mood had altered; he watched the smoke rise on the still air, and his face hardened. By the time he began to speak his tone was ironical and cold:
“If I’m to defend myself I’d better do a good job. Get it all in, say everything; nobody’ll say it for me.
“It’s all very well for Gamadge to talk about being civilized and having traditions. If you’re civilized, that means you’re used to the decencies of life and can’t get along without them. Your traditions clamp you to those decencies; nobody becomes civilized in a minute. I wish anybody here could have been in my jam; I wonder what any of you would have done? I
