'Perhaps you have not had an opportunity of observing that, in his own pecuniary transactions, Tom's proud.' 'You don't say so! No, I haven't.

What do you mean?
Won't he borrow ?' John Westlock shook his head.
'That's very odd,' said Martin, setting down his empty glass.

'He's a strange compound, to be sure.' 'As to receiving money as a gift,' resumed John Westlock; 'I think he'd die first.' 'He's made up of simplicity,' said Martin.

'Help yourself.' 'You, however,' pursued John, filling his own glass, and looking at his companion with some curiosity, 'who are older than the majority of Mr Pecksniff's assistants, and have evidently had much more experience, understand him, I have no doubt, and see how liable he is to be imposed upon.' 'Certainly,' said Martin, stretching out his legs, and holding his wine between his eye and the light.

'Mr Pecksniff knows that too.