If he were a born fool I should not enjoy it half so much.

But he's no fool; and I can sympathise with all his feelings, having felt them myself.

I know what he suffers now, for instance, exactly: it is merely a beginning of what he shall suffer, though.

And he'll never be able to emerge from his bathos of coarseness and ignorance.

I've got him faster than his scoundrel of a father secured me, and lower; for he takes a pride in his brutishness.