The worst of him was on the surface.

He showed what other men hid, that was all.

Their vanity was concealed, he wore it in his cap.

They put on a manner as they put on their clothes, and wore it out in the world, or took it off in their own homes-behind the door of life; but he was the same vain, frank, cocksure fellow in his home as in the street.

There was no difference at all.