Hesketh's an average, and for an average he's high.

Oh, he's a good sort--and he just SMELLS of England." "He seems all right in his politics," said John Murchison, filling his pipe from the tobacco jar on the mantelpiece.

"But I doubt whether you'll find him much assistance the way he talks of.

Folks over here know their own business--they've had to learn it.

I doubt if they'll take showing from Hesketh." "They might be a good deal worse advised." "That may be," said Mr Murchison, and settled down in his armchair behind the Dominion.
"I agree with Father," said Advena.