But he would go on.

If he'd remained as he was for four or five years longer there would have been no danger;--for Porlock, you know, is leading the deuce of a life.

I shouldn't wonder if he didn't reform now, and take to singing psalms or something of that sort." "There's no knowing what a man may come to in this world." "By George, no.

But I'll tell you what, they'll find no change in me.
If I marry it will not be with the intention of giving up life.

I say, old fellow, have you got a cigar here ?" "What, to smoke up here, do you mean ?" "Yes; why not?
we're ever so far from the women." "Not whilst I am occupier of this room.