"But you see I have done fairly well, so actually he's ready to burst with pride.

Every sentimental philosopher sooner or later breaks his head against his own theories." Mrs.Pettifer nodded her head in commendation.
"That's an improvement on your last remark, Dick.

It's true.

And your father's going to break his head very badly unless you stop him." "How ?" "Mrs.Ballantyne." All the flippancy died out of Dick Hazlewood's face.

He became at once grave, wary.
"I have been hearing about him," continued Mrs.Pettifer.