And, indeed, this friend was no friend in the ordinary acceptance of the word.

He neither ate with him nor drank with him, nor even frequently talked with him.
Their pursuits in life were wide asunder.

Their tastes were all different.

The society in which each moved very seldom came together.
Scatcherd had nothing in unison with this solitary friend; but he trusted him, and he trusted no other living creature on God's earth.
He trusted this man; but even him he did not trust thoroughly; not at least as one friend should trust another.

He believed that this man would not rob him; would probably not lie to him; would not endeavour to make money of him; would not count him up or speculate on him, and make out a balance of profit and loss; and, therefore, he determined to use him.