No, he gets with those Galicians, and then there is a row.

The other week, now--well--" French was finding it difficult to get on.
"I heard about it," said Brown; "they told me the boy was half drunk, and you more." Brown's tone was not encouraging.
"You've hit it, Brown, and that's the sort of thing that makes me anxious.

The boy is getting into bad ways, and I thought you might take him in hand.

I cannot help him much in these matters, and you can." French's arguments had all deserted him.
"Look here," he said at length desperately, "here is a letter which I got a few days ago.

I want you to read that last page.
It will show you my difficulty.