He inherits his delicate system from his poor dear gallant father." Mrs.Carnaby wiped away a tear; and her sister (who never was hard to her) spoke gently, and said there were many worse boys than he, and she liked him for many good and brave points of character, and especially for hating medicine.
"Philippa, you are right; he does hate medicine," the good mother answered, with a soft, sad sigh; "and he kicked the last apothecary in the stomach, when he made certain of its going down.

But such things are trifles, dear, in comparison with now.

If he would only kick Jordas, or Welldrum, or almost any one who would take it nicely, I should have some hope that he was coming to himself.

But to see him sit quiet is so truly sad.

He gets up a tree with his vast activity, and there he sits moping by the hour, and gazing in one fixed direction.