Potts had all the characteristics which were wont to interest Will, and touch his sympathies; he was poor, weak of body, humble-spirited, and of an honest, simple mind.

Nothing more natural and cordial than Will's bearing as he entered and held out his hand to the shopkeeper.

How was business?
Any news lately from Jack?
Jack, it seemed, was doing pretty well at Pittsburgh; would Mr.Warburton care to read a long letter that had arrived from him a week ago?
To his satisfaction, Will found that the letter had enclosed a small sum of money, for a present on the father's birthday.

Having, as usual, laden himself with newspapers, periodicals and notepaper, he went his way.
At grimy Vauxhall he crossed the river, and pursued his course along Grosvenor Road.

Rain had begun to fall, and the driving of the wind obliged him to walk with the umbrella before his face.