As a matter of course, both Norman and Tudor spoke much of their new companion to the ladies at Surbiton Cottage, and as by degrees they reported somewhat favourably of his improved morals, Mrs.
Woodward, with a woman's true kindness, begged that he might be brought down to Hampton.
'I am afraid you will find him very rough,' said his cousin Alaric.
'At any rate you will not find him a fool,' said Norman, who was always the more charitable of the two.
'Thank God for that!' said Mrs.Woodward,' and if he will come next Saturday, let him by all means do so.

Pray give my compliments to him, and tell him how glad I shall be to see him.' And thus was this wild wolf to be led into the sheep-cote; this infernal navvy to be introduced among the angels of Surbiton Cottage.

Mrs.Woodward thought that she had a taste for reclaiming reprobates, and was determined to try her hand on Charley Tudor.
Charley went, and his debut was perfectly successful.

We have hitherto only looked on the worst side of his character; but bad as his character was, it had a better side.

He was good-natured in the extreme, kind-hearted and affectionate; and, though too apt to be noisy and even boisterous when much encouraged, was not without a certain innate genuine modesty, which the knowledge of his own iniquities had rather increased than blunted; and, as Norman had said of him, he was no fool.