And looking in the mirror, it seemed to me that I read the face of Rowley, like an echo or a ghost, by the light of my own youth.

I have always contended (somewhat against the opinion of my friends) that I am first of all an economist; and the last thing that I would care to throw away is that very valuable piece of property--a boy's hero-worship.
'Why,' said I, 'you shave like an angel, Mr.Rowley!' 'Thank you, my lord,' says he.

'Mr.Powl had no fear of me.

You may be sure, sir, I should never 'ave had this berth if I 'adn't 'ave been up to Dick.

We been expecting of you this month back.