I have no doubt he thinks himself quite as honest as the rest of the world.

He firmly believes that all of us are playing the same game, and using the same means, and has no idea whatever that dishonesty is objectionable.' 'And you, what do you think about it yourself ?' 'I think the greatest rogues are they who talk most of their honesty; and, therefore, as I wish to be thought honest myself, I never talk of my own.' They both sat silent for a while, Undy bethinking himself what arguments would be most efficacious towards inducing Alaric to strip himself of every available shilling that he had; and Alaric debating in his own mind that great question which he so often debated, as to whether men, men of the world, the great and best men whom he saw around him, really endeavoured to be honest, or endeavoured only to seem so.

Honesty was preached to him on every side; but did he, in his intercourse with the world, find men to be honest?
Or did it behove him, a practical man like him, a man so determined to battle with the world as he had determined, did it behove such a one as he to be more honest than his neighbours?
He also encouraged himself by that mystic word, 'Excelsior!' To him it was a watchword of battle, repeated morning, noon, and night.

It was the prevailing idea of his life.

'Excelsior'! Yes; how great, how grand, how all-absorbing is the idea! But what if a man may be going down, down to Tophet, and yet think the while that he is scaling the walls of heaven?
'But you wish to think yourself honest,' he said, disturbing Undy just as that hero had determined on the way in which he would play his present hand of cards.
'I have not the slightest difficulty about that,' said Undy; 'and I dare say you have none either.