He puts his hand to the plow, and does not turn to the right or left." "Still, Doctor, you must allow," Mrs.Hunter said gravely, "that Mr.
Bathurst is not like most other men." "Certainly not," the Doctor remarked.

"He takes no interest in sport of any kind; he does not care for society; he very rarely goes to the club, and never touches a card when he does; and yet he is the sort of man one would think would throw himself into what is going on.

He is a strong, active, healthy man, whom one would expect to excel in all sorts of sports; he is certainly good looking; he talks extremely well, and is, I should say, very well read and intelligent." "He can be very amusing when he likes, Doctor.

Once or twice when he has been with us he has seemed to forget himself, as it were, and was full of fun and life.

You must allow that it is a little singular that a man like this should altogether avoid society, and night and day be absorbed in his work." "I have thought sometimes," Mr.Hunter said, "that Bathurst must have had some great trouble in his life.