'In his very first words he asserts his relationship! I knew he would; they all do it! Near or distant, blood or water, it's all one.

Ugh! What a calendar of deceit, and lying, and false-witnessing, the sound of any word of kindred opens before me!' 'Pray do not be hasty, Mr Chuzzlewit,' said Pecksniff, in a tone that was at once in the sublimest degree compassionate and dispassionate; for he had by this time recovered from his surprise, and was in full possession of his virtuous self.

'You will regret being hasty, I know you will.' 'You know!' said Martin, contemptuously.
'Yes,' retorted Mr Pecksniff.

'Aye, aye, Mr Chuzzlewit; and don't imagine that I mean to court or flatter you; for nothing is further from my intention.

Neither, sir, need you entertain the least misgiving that I shall repeat that obnoxious word which has given you so much offence already.