'Old Bennet, the Sheffield headmaster, is security for loss if the book doesn't pay for itself in two years' time.

Kind of him, wasn't it?
He pressed the offer upon me, and I think he's prouder of the book than I am myself.

But it's quite remarkable how kind people are when one is fortunate.

I fancy a great deal of nonsense is talked about the world's enviousness.

Now as soon as it got known that I was coming to this post in London, people behaved to me with surprising good nature all round.
Old Bennet talked in quite an affectionate strain.