His education had not been good, and he had done nothing by subsequent reading to make up for this deficiency; but he was well endowed with mother-wit, and owed none of his deficiencies to nature's churlishness.
He came, and was well received.

The girls thought he would surely get drunk before he left the table, and Mrs.Wood ward feared the austere precision of her parlourmaid might be offended by some unworthy familiarity; but no accident of either kind seemed to occur.

He came to the tea-table perfectly sober, and, as far as Mrs.Woodward could tell, was unaware of the presence of the parlour-maiden.
On the Sunday morning, Charley went to church, just like a Christian.

Now Mrs.Woodward certainly had expected that he would have spent those two hours in smoking and attacking the parlour-maid.

He went to church, however, and seemed in no whit astray there; stood up when others stood up, and sat down when others sat down.