But he was a man who could hate with a bitter hatred, and he hated most those suspected by him of mean or dirty conduct.

Mr.Grey, who constantly told him to his face that he was a rascal, he did not hate at all.

Thinking Mr.Grey to be in some respects idiotic, he respected him, and almost loved him.

He thoroughly believed Mr.Grey, thinking him to be an ass for telling so much truth unnecessarily.

And he had loved his son Mountjoy in spite of all his iniquities, and had fostered him till it was impossible to foster him any longer.