You made but little effort to improve, thinking, no doubt, that it was all nonsense and foolishness; that it was just as well to wear your hat in church, and sit with your boots on top of the stove, as any other way." "I never wore my hat in church!" Richard exclaimed, with more warmth than he had before evinced.
"I don't suppose you did do that particular thing, but you were guilty of other low-bred habits which grated just as harshly as that.

You thought because you were a judge and an M.C., and had the reputation of possessing brains, that it did not matter how you demeaned yourself; and there you were mistaken.

The manners of a gentleman would sit ten times more gracefully upon you because you had brains.

No one likes a boor, and no man of your ability has any business to be a clown.

Even if you were not taught it at home, you could learn from observation, and it was your duty to do so.