'Why, I've got my things here in the valise--a half a dozen shirts and what not; I'm all ready, sir: just you lead on: _you'll_ see.' 'The devil you have!' said I.

'You made pretty sure of your welcome.' 'If you please, sir,' said Rowley.
He looked up at me, in the light of the lantern, with a boyish shyness and triumph that awoke my conscience.

I could never let this innocent involve himself in the perils and difficulties that beset my course, without some hint of warning, which it was a matter of extreme delicacy to make plain enough and not too plain.
'No, no,' said I; 'you may think you have made a choice, but it was blindfold, and you must make it over again.

The Count's service is a good one; what are you leaving it for?
Are you not throwing away the substance for the shadow?
No, do not answer me yet.

You imagine that I am a prosperous nobleman, just declared my uncle's heir, on the threshold of the best of good fortune, and, from the point of view of a judicious servant, a jewel of a master to serve and stick to?
Well, my boy, I am nothing of the kind, nothing of the kind.' As I said the words, I came to a full stop and held up the lantern to his face.