'They are having a terrible winter, and it has evidently tried Mr.Newthorpe beyond his strength.
You have influence with him, I believe, Mr.Egremont.Pray join me in my efforts to bring them both back to civilisation.' 'I fear my influence will effect nothing if yours fails,' said Walter.
'But Mr.Newthorpe should certainly not risk his health.' He next had a chat with Mr.John Tyrrell, junior.

Paula's brother was two-and-twenty, a frankly sensual youth, of admirable temper, great in turf matters, with a genius for conviviality.

Jack's health was perfect, for he had his father's habit of enjoying life without excess, and his stamina allowed a wide limit to the term moderation.

Like the rest of his family, he had the secret of conciliating goodwill; there was no humbug in him, and one respected him as a fine specimen of the young male developed at enormous expense.

For Egremont he had a certain reverence: a man who habitually thought was clearly, he admitted, of a higher grade than himself, and he had no objection whatever to proclaim his own inferiority.