I found many entries in my grandfather's name, but not one in my father's name.

I have an idea that when a vice or virtue skips one generation, it appears with increased violence or persistence in the next, for, passing over my father into my defenceless breast, the spirit of sport went mad in me--or almost so.

No miser ever had a more cheerful and happy hour than I had as I read the betting-book at Thwaites'.
"I became a member of Thwaite's soon after I left Oxford.

As some men go to the Temple, some to the Stock Exchange, some to Parliament, I went to Thwaite's.

It was the centre of my interest, and I took chambers in Park Place, St.James's Street, a few steps away.