Mr.Scarborough never blushed at what he himself attempted, unless he failed, which was not often the case.

But he was constantly driven to blush for his son.
Augustus blushed for nothing and for nobody.

When Mr.Scarborough had declared to the attorney that just praise was due to Augustus for the nobility of the sacrifice he was making, Augustus had understood his father accurately and determined to be revenged, not because of the expression of his father's thoughts, but because he had so expressed himself before the attorney.

Mr.Scarborough also thought that he was entitled to his revenge.
When he had been left alone for an hour he rung the bell, which was close at his side, and called for Mr.Merton.

"Where is Mr.Grey ?" "I think he has ordered the wagonette to take him to the station." "And where is Augustus ?" "I do not know." "And Mr.Jones?
I suppose they have not gone to the station.